#ticklish!Nagi

[tastybluesprite]

Wake up Nagi

Ok so I got this idea from when me and my dad were raking the leaves yesterday. Originally I planned it to be a lee!Reo story, but I kinda liked the angle I went with here lol. So have some lee!Nagi and ler!Reo instead! Hope you enjoy 🫶

Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing keep scrolling, mild amount of cussing.

Summery: Reo attempts to get Nagi out of bed to rake the leaves. But what happens when the snow hair refuses to get out of bed?

“Come on Nagi it’s time to get up!” Reo Mikage called out to him as he attempted to shake Nagi awake. Lord knows how long this guy could sleep for if not for Reo making sure he’s up.

“Hmm~? But it’s Saturday~ I don’t wanna get up yet.” Nagi said lazily, rolling himself over under the covers.

Reo tried pulling the blanket off him, but unfortunately for him, and fortunately for Nagi, the snow haired boy had a strong grip.

“Nagi I said I’d come over to help rake the leaves with you didn’t I?” The purple haired tried reasoning.

“When have you ever raked leaves? No offense but don’t you live in a big pent house?” Nagi mumbled through his sleepiness.

Reo huffed. While yes it’s true he lived in a pent house, which meant he didn’t exactly have a backyard, he still understood the basics of it all. He wasn’t clueless dammit!

“That’s not the point Nagi. I came here because I agreed to help you rake the leaves. Remember? You went on about how much of a pain it was, and I said I’d do it with you to get it done faster.”

Nagi sighed, but didn’t answer, hoping if he ignored him, Reo might leave him alone.

However Reo did not leave him alone. In fact he continued trying to get his lazy butt out of bed.

“Nagi come on! Don’t go lazy on me now! It’s going to start snowing soon and the leaves will get all wet, and they’ll stick to the grass and get all muddy.”

Nagi continued to ignore.

“Hey…” Reo began, “hey Nagi…” Reo poked at the cocoon of the blanket, hoping it would get his attention.

He then heard a soft squeak coming from under the covers, the figure squirming a bit.

A wide grin grew on Reos face and he had an Idea.

“Nagiii~” He teased, continuing to poke around at the blanket covered figure, watching as it squirmed more and more. Small whining sounding from under.

Soon he heard something he didn’t think he’d ever hear from Seishiro Nagi. Soft giggles began spilling out from under the blanket. The squirming from him only increased more and more.

“Awww is somebody a little ticklish?” Reo cooed with a grin

Nagi only squirmed more and his giggles became more prominent.

“N-nohohoho…” came a voice from under the blanket.

Reo saw a little gap in the bottom of the blanket where part of it was tucked under the snow haired boy, revealing a small part of a pajamaed back.

Reo, smirking, snuck a hand in, going under the pajama sweater, and spidering directly at the warm skin of his side.

“HehEHEhehey!! Nohohoho wahahahait!!!”

Nagis soft giggles became squeakier and his squirms turned to thrashing as he tried using his body to throw Reos hand off. Unfortunately it was stuck under.

“Are you going to get up and help me rake your damn leaves then?” Reo asked, with mock sternness.

When he got no answer, Reo reached around and went for scribbling lightly at his pale, bare belly.

“NahHaHAhHaha WAHahaIT!!!” Nagi squealed, curling in on himself as much as he could. “NOhoHOhoHot ThEHEhehre!!!”

“Where..? Here?” Reo asked with a grin, squeezing lightly at his soft abdomen to emphasize, earning him a few yelps from Nagi as he curled in tighter, almost trapping Reos hand in.

Reo had stopped his hand, but apparently his hand just being there was enough to tickle Nagi as more squeaky giggles spilled out of his mouth.

“RehEheho nOhoho moHOhore!!” Nagi cried, gripping at Reos arm, that was still buried in. Reo couldn’t help but giggle himself. “But Nagi my hand is stuck. You’re gonna have to uncurl yourself so I can get it out.”

Nagi shook his head frantically as he giggled harder, desperately pulling at the arm.

Reo couldn’t help finding this endearing. “Seriously Nagi it is! I promise I’m not going to tickle you, I just want to pull it out.”

Nagi hesitated, and then slowly uncurled himself.

Unfortunately Reo was not a man of his word. As soon as he was free, taking advantage of Nagis momentarily relaxed form, he jumped onto Nagi, straddling him on the bed.

“Hah! Gotcha!” Reo cried, his hands, once again slipping under the sweater, and going to town on his stomach, squeezing and scratching.

Nagi squealed and threw his head back, cackling as he tried, yet failed to push his arms away. Now that he couldn’t protect himself anymore, it tickled a whole lot more.

“Holy shit Nagi… maybe a ‘little ticklish’ was an understatement.” Reo said with a smirk.

“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP AHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“I’ll stop if you promise to help me rake the leaves~” Reo offered.

“NEHEHEHEVEHER!!” Nagi shot back.

“Since when were you so stubborn?” Reo teased, grinning at how flushed the boys face was. “Fine then… maybe this will do the trick…”

Reo stopped tickling his stomach, and reached behind to squeeze at his thighs. “NYAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHREHE!!!” Nagi shrieked. Reo didn’t think he ever heard Nagi sounding this hysterical.

“Woah jackpot!” He cried as he continued squeezing.

When he found a particularly big ball of nerves on his inner thighs, that’s when Nagi finally gave up.

“EHEHEHEOHOHAKAHAHEHEY FIHIHIHINE IHIHIHI WIHIHILL!!!” Nagi shrieked with his hysterical laughter.

Reo finally stopped to let him breathe, getting off of him.

“Th-thahahat wahahas ehehevil…” Nagi groaned through excess giggles, hugging his legs to his chest.

After Nagi calmed down, he finally got up to get dressed.

When the two were finally outside, they had started on making leaf piles.

Suddenly, Nagi had pushed Reo into one of the bigger piles, burying the two of them with leaves.

“H-hey! Nagi!!! W-wAhahahahahait nononohohohoho!!!” Reo squealed, trying to push him off. Nagi had wormed his hands under his jacket, and latched onto Reos bare sides, leaving the purple haired boy squealing and squirming under him.

“This is revenge Reo. Now laugh for me.” Nagi said, satisfaction seasoning his voice.

Thanks for reading! 🙏❤️

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[etoiile]

clingy nagi <3

nagi swore that he was going to rip that stupid laptop off your lap and out the window.

you were sitting together on the couch, but it was like he wasn't even there. you were so busy typing something for your essay that you hadn't even so much as glanced his way a single time. it had been 30 whole minutes and he was at his breaking point.

"y/n." nagi mumbled, inching closer.

when you didn't respond, he tried again. "y/n."

nagi felt his insides boiling. "fuck; such a hassle, y/n." he grabbed your laptop and threw (gently placed) it to the floor. you looked up at him, confused.

"what's up?" you asked innocently. so innocently. as if you hadn't been ignoring the love of your life (supposedly. he's started to question your claim now..) for the past half hour.

he wasted no time grabbing you by the waist and pulling you onto his lap. he gently held you before burying his face into the crook of your neck and you found yourself giggling at the ticklish kisses he pressed to it.

"h-hey! sei, stop it!" you giggled, trying to pry his head away from you. "what's up with you?"

he took a break from his flurry of pecks and averted his gaze. "you weren't paying attention to me.." he muttered shyly, a pink dusting across his cheeks.

you giggled. "my bad, sei. well, you've got my attention now. you wanna watch a movie and cuddle?"

"no."

nagi pulled you back into him and held you tight. "'jus wanna hold you right now."

your heart fluttered as you leaned into his embrace.

"okay, sei."

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[garoujo]

✩ ˛˚ . NAGI SEISHIRO ; — you think it’s cute how much your boyfriend seems to enjoy your cuddles.

warnings! none! sfw & ticklish lil spoon nagi, hes written as a pro football player in this. ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! i’m sorry i just had to get this soft lil scenario out of my mind <3

as big as your boyfriend nagi is, 190cm and looming — a pro football player with the physique to match, you thought it was cute the way he loved being little spoon.

there was something charming about it, about the way he always seemed to flop down next to you when you were lying in your shared bed — reaching blindly behind him until he can grab hold of your wrist and pull it around his waist instead. you push yourself closer and you hear the snowy haired striker sigh when your chest presses against his back, snug and tight.

“you sleepy, seishiro?” your voice is light, a little dreamy and it makes nagi’s eyelashes flutter with his next slow blink, nodding into his pillow as his hand stays wrapped tightly around yours to keep you in place around him. “was practice hard?” you ask again, squeezing your arms around your boyfriends waist and he shudders before he’s nuzzling himself even closer to you.

“eh, yeah. all the running is such a drag. jus’ wanna relax now.” his words are muffled from where his cheek is pressed against the pillow but you still hear him mumble something affirming under his breath when your hand traces under the hem of his shirt, letting your fingernails smooth along the plains of his toned abdomen as he whimpers. “hey, keep doing that. just for a while, feels sooo good.”

so you do, you push yourself closer until your lips are pressed against the dip of nagi’s shoulder, bathing the striker in featherlight touches along his chest and stomach until his breathing turns a little softer. your hands trace to his sides and he twitches slightly at the ticklish touch before he’s groaning and sending you a drowsy, lidded look and a pout from over his shoulder. “ah, that’s mean.”

“you’re ticklish?” you giggle as you press your lips into your boyfriends neck from behind and he presses back into you again before he’s turning to send you another look, one that you recognise as a wordless little request for a kiss despite the way his messy bed head rests along his features.

“nah, ‘m not.” nagi huffs against your lips when you lean in but he almost whines when you pull away a few moments later, his hand around your own squeezing slightly like he’s trying to bring you back into him. “why’d you stop? no fair.” he sighs followed by another pout and you can’t help but smile at how needy he seems to get when he’s sleepy before you’re giving him another.

“okay~” you sing into the next kiss but the tender moment only lasts a second longer before you’re deliberately swiping your fingers along your boyfriends sides again, laughing when it makes him jolt slightly followed by a long, drawn out huff.

“ow, y’re such a pain.” you feel nagi pull your hand away from him before his huge figure is turning to face you, sleepy features pulled into the cutest frown before his arms are looping around your waist and he’s pulling you close so he can nuzzle into the crook of your neck instead.

“you’re so mean!” you reply and you hear him grumble something into your skin when you pinch at his before its followed by a featherlight press of his lips against your collarbone, like he’s doing damage control despite the way your words were a joke. but he’s sleepy and you’re warm so he’s just trying to make you feel better anyway.

“don’t you want dinner?” you already know what the answers going to be so you busy yourself with brushing through his hair, making his eyes close softly as his lashes kiss along your skin with each of his slow blinks. his hands push under the hem of your shirt and you think it’s cute the way he seems to instinctively draw little shapes into your skin, wobbly hearts and little choki outlines that seem to grow messier the more he melts into you. but they keep his hands busy when he’s not playing video games.

“nah, jus’ wanna cuddle here for the rest of the day, ‘m comfy now so moving would be bothersome.”

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[mitsuyaya]

[ 18:28 PM ] nagi seishirou

♡ contains: 322 words. domestic fluff, suggestive, reader has boobs

♡ end note: not edited, please forgive me for dissapearing for so long (midterms + fever really held me up 🙃) take this is as my apology.

nagi stirs from his nap, spotting you beside him with your phone propped in the middle of your thighs. you felt him scooch closer to you, wrapping a hand over your stomach.

“what time is it?” you reach for his head, pushing his stray hairs back. “too early for you to wake up, go sleep some more.” he smiles, opening his eyes to find your hand that was once rubbing his scalp retract slowly then goes back to its place earlier.

nagi stares at you and your hands, at what you were doing with them, then he opens his mouth: “why are you doing that?” you pause the video you were watching, looking at your boyfriend's eyes.

“do what?” he points to your hand, “that. why are you holding your boobs?”

“It’s warm” was your short answer, when you try to go back to what you were watching you were distracted by nagi shuffling from your side.

“what are you-” he doesn't let you finish your sentence when you feel him move to your back, making you adjust your position on the bed to make space for him.

“Can I try holding it?” he asks, chin resting at the junction between your neck and shoulder. you giggled, his curiosity mirrors a child wanting to try riding a bicycle.

“please”

you smiled, giving in to his request, you guide his stretched hands under your shirt. “oh, you're not wearing a bra” he comments, after you remove your hands and let him do what he wants to. you could feel him smile from over your shoulder, like it's something that he really finds enjoying.

it was ticklish at first because he wasn't putting all of his strength, only a little, testing the waters before he fully grasped your boobs in his palms and hummed in delight.

“so warm and soft” you heard him whisper while occasionally squeezing your breasts. it's the last thing you heard before the room that was filled with both of your voices drowns in silence once again.

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[tcshi]

boyfriend!reo who despite your multiple protest about him spending his money on you, sends you bouquet of flowers that coincidentally aligns when the previous ones he's sent you are all dried up.

boyfriend!reo who plucks a flower from the bouquets so that he'll know when your flowers are all withered before he sends you a fresh new bunch.

boyfriend!reo who learns all of the things you love so that he can engage in the conversations with you pertaining them just like how you entertain every talk of his about football.

boyfriend!reo who let's you turn his hair into beautiful braids even though truthfully they're a little messy, but for him it's the thought and effort that counts.

boyfriend!reo who loves putting his chin over your shoulder as you're seated on his lap, loving the intimacy and closeness of your preferred way of cuddling before he's peppering the skin of your neck with small kisses, chuckling at the squeals leaving your lips because he knows it's your ticklish spot.

boyfriend!reo who appreciates your patience in the relationship because his schedule can get a bit hectic when the premier league starts.

boyfriend!reo who assigns a personal staff to look after you every game, making sure you're comfortable and fed while spending an hour and 30 minutes watching him play.

boyfriend!reo who proceeds to greet you first with kisses when the halftime is over and they're emerging from the tunnel, tells you that it's his good luck charm before he's being whisked away by nagi to their side of the pitch.

boyfriend!reo who runs over to you first things first in the vip area where the team’s family members are all seated together after a game, reaching his arms over the athletic fence that separated the terrace and pitch and him from you.

boyfriend!reo who likes to hold you by the waist as you're seated down on the terrace bench with him, not even minding the sweat that clung onto his soaked jersey before he's back at planting kisses all over your face.

boyfriend!reo who kisses you shamelessly in front of thousands of people, tongue and all before sheepishly smiling every time the candid pictures of that event are flashing through his sns and greeting his eyes every morning after.

lastly, boyfriend!reo who's down bad for you who knew you were the one for him when you've shown the same passion as him for a sport that you don't even play. boyfriend!reo who loves you unconditionally, more than willing to spend his entire life with you. boyfriend!reo who's already got the ring hidden deep inside his jersey short pockets and ready to be flaunted in public in your finger.

a/n: was heavily inspired by boyfriend!nagi (@the-chronicles-of-a-bookworm ) so i thought why not make one for my baby boy reo <33 i’m afraid my favorite lilac is slowly climbing up the charts and might possibly top rin and nagi as my bllk bf sooner than expected :›

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[dark-night-hero]

Imagine being Nagi Seishiro's significant other.

Imagine waking up in your peaceful slumber within the arms of your lover. With a firm yet gentle hold, you couldn't help but smile to yourself despite the sleepiness due to the fact as you were about to get out of the bed, he refuses to let you go. Even letting out cute groans in his sleep.

Imagine the way you gently pry off his arm only to have his hold around you tighten, pushing you close to his chest as he breathes in your familiar scent. "Stay." He whispered, gently opening his eyes, revealing those gray iris that soon looked down and met with your pair of (eye color) ones.

Imagine, with a chuckle, you reach out a finger and tap his nose before kissing him at his chin, which causes him to lower his guard. But sadly for him, as soon as he does, you manage to get out of his embrace. Causing him to let out a groan, arms reaching out to you, but didn't manage to catch you as you manage to get out of the bed quickly as much as to his dismay. "Sorry Sei, I need to cook out breakfast, you know." You spoke as you wear his shirt left on the floor.

"Breakfast can wait. Come back here." You almost given in, but you just chuckle and look back at him. There he was, shirtless leaning on the headboard, a pout on his face as he impatiently tap your side of the bed. It made you laugh, shaking your head, you stick out your tongue, and left the room without a word. It was so fun to tease him.

Imagine humming in the kitchen. There you are on your lovers top, looking outside his penthouse. You're pretty sure it's already in the middle of the day, time for your lunch precisely. Looking back, it was all Sei's fault, taking advantage of his and your day off at your respective careers and do you until da- "What's taking you so long?" He hummed, warping his arms around you as you stood in front of the countertop platting your meal.

Imagine placing his chin on your shoulder and as you were about to answer he started nibbling your neck, leaving butterfly kisses along the way, it was ticklish, causing you to let out a few chuckles here and there as you manage to finished preparing your meals.

"Do you like it?" You haven't even taken a bite of your meal when you asked him that causing him to pause from taking a spoonful of his meal when he noticed. Letting out a hummed and a nod, he continues to eat, taking note of you taking your meal, making sure he wasn't the only one eating fill. He noticed it while back. You were a slow eater, perhaps that was the reason why he often go easy phase with his meal nowadays, for him to match yours and take your time.

Imagine as you sat by his lap on the large sofa, hearing your curses once in a while as you play in your console, him beating the shit out of you in the 1 vs. 1 multi-player game. He looks down at you, perhaps letting you win purposely in the process.

Imagine him wondering if he was enough, enough for you. Looking at you in his arms. He sometimes wonder he if was doing the right thing for you, if he was showing enough how much he loves you. Sometimes, he wondered if he was worthy of you. He barely takes you out on a date, only on special occasions. On his and your day off, most of it was spent at home, like this. Sometimes, he wondered if that was enough for you.

Imagine, the thing is that because of his career, he knew he barely had time to spend with you. Most of his days were spent in the field, training, matches, and practices. He wonder if he was paying you enough attention, no. He knew paying you enough attention, and yet there was always a smile on your lips whenever he came home. It was nice, it felt nice, at the same time he was afraid you might find it tiring one day. Come to think of it, he rarely says it.

"You're thinking about something useless again." "Hmm? Dunno what you're talking about." He blink, only to see those (eye color) iris staring at him. Before he knew it, he was frowining as his forehead throb, your flick does hurt the best. "I love spending times with you like this. It's peaceful." You spoke as if you've read whats going on inside his mind. "Do you? Like this?" "Hmm." He hummed in agreement as you lean against him, placing his chin on your head. He really love this.

Imagine, as the two of you laid back in bed, as you snuggle close to him with a contented smile on yourself face as you felt him wrap his arms around you. "I love you." "I know. I love you too."

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

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[nv11c]

OF EARTH AND OTHER ft. seishiro nagi, michael kaiser

is intimacy with you earthly or divine? | 18+

SEISHIRO NAGI - OF EARTH

nagi finds pleasure in you so painfully earthly, wherein the sweet gratification you serve him is temporary- ephemeral. sure, he's sent over the moon with your warmth and squelches and sweat. sure, your skin is branded with unrestrained murmurs of how heavenly you feel. but every so often he makes the mistake of pulling out a little too far; chest burning up with the loss of your heat. his hand trembles when he reaches down to guide himself back into you. at first, you found these wet slips hot. at first. the sixth time or so had the both of you grunting- so frustratingly edged with temporary whites of pleasure, and it's all his fault.

"nagi, please," you grab at his skin as if to discipline him. nagi shifts. arms looping around your back to pull you closer, like you weren't already close enough. languid thrusts gaining speed. he could've done this from the start, you see; it's not that your indulgence isn't worth his energy. in fact, he has been putting in effort. pulling out every time he feels you squeeze in the telltale way of your high isn't as easy as he makes it seem. it's just that climaxes are temporary, and he doesn't want this to end.

MICHAEL KAISER - OF DIVINITY

kaiser, in all his protagonistic, star-of-the-show arrogance, quite takes to worshipping you; no less in the bedroom. he sits you on the throne that is your bed, starting what he would call 'a ritual'. (you, to his chagrin, would call it foreplay). he undresses you at a painstakingly slow pace. fingers tease the rim of your shirt, feathering up your stomach like you'd break if his hold was a little firmer. he lifts it above your head. fingers grazing your skin like small electric kisses. once you're completely exposed to him, he whispers, "mein gott,"- and he isn't saying god's name in vain. he is, with the teasing lilt in his voice, calling you his god.

in all your naked glory he then runs his thumb down your thighs; firm enough to leave invisible lines, etched in your muscles, etched in your memory. cradling his head with your thighs, he kisses them along the lines he drew. blatantly taking a sniff with each meeting of lip to skin. closer. he gets closer to your crotch. the wisps of his hair brush against you- ticklish and prickly in all the wrong places, as if they were marking you where he missed to. and when you pull against his hold, he looks up at you. his breath is warm against your core, "tell me what you want, mein gott- i'll pray to you."

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[mytaiyakeylover]

forget school, this s’comfier.

synopsis: you need to get ready for school, but seishiro has other plans for both of you today. well, just like every other day actually.

pairing: seishiro nagi x gn!reader

a/n: believe it or not, but this is my dream scenario🤭 oh, and please excuse the silly dialogue; i know it's dumb😩 also, sorry for deleting the original one. it’s just that tumblr had for some reason decided to label it as mature, so i had to repost it🥺

warnings: none, except for nagi using the word “prostitute” once. i’s not what you think, i swear!😭 there’s nothing suggestive behind it! sei is just oblivious af, srsly.

word count: 1.1k

ps: i want to emphasize that i have immense respect for individuals who persevere through challenging circumstances, regardless of their backgrounds. i don't intend to discriminate or disrespect anyone. this idea just crossed my mind, and i couldn't help but indulge in it. i admire people who continue to push forward despite the difficulties they face, and i will never disrespect them for simply doing whatever they can to overcome their challenges.

You huffed frustratedly as you tried to squeeze yourself out of the strong grip. Seishiro’s large body was draped over you like a thick, warm, but also very heavy blanket. Usually you would enjoy it, but the aggressive rays of sunshine were just by luck landing on your body, which made the added warmth emitting from your boyfriend only bothersome.

(E/c) colored eyes squinted harshly due to the annoying brightness that was streaming through the window. A grunt escaping your lips as you tried to push the sleeping giant off of you.

“Sei, wake up!” You whined, palms pushing against his chest firmly, but also with a hint of gentleness. The boy, however, only tightened his grip in response as he snuggled closer to you.

“Five more minutes,” he replied, voice muffled and puffs of air coming from his mouth sending ticklish sensations over your neck, causing you to giggle. Alas, no matter how much you wanted to, you simply couldn’t indulge the boy. Your teacher had said that you would be having an exam today and you had been cramming like crazy over the weekend for it.

“You literally said that half an hour ago,” you said, a childish pout etching itself on your lips. His answer didn't surprise you whatsoever; it had practically become a daily routine for both of you.

Every morning, you would try to coax Seishiro into freeing you from his confinement, and without fail, you received the same responses. They always varied between “Five more minutes” and “But you're so comfy, (Y/n).” On some days, when he felt particularly needy, he would say, “Can't you just ask Reo to bribe the teacher for you?”

He would always say that as if he didn't attend the same school or share classes with you. However, the most frustrating aspect was that you consistently stayed in bed, leading to scoldings from the teacher whenever you arrived. Well, Seishiro, for the most part. They weren't as strict with you because, unlike the lazy titan, you always studied hard and achieved good grades.

“Come on, Sei,” you huffed, giving him an exasperated look. “You know how much I’ve been studying for this algebra test.”

“You didn’t need to do that,” he muttered groggily, face nuzzling further into the crook of your exposed neck. “Excuse you, one of us has to go to school to get a degree and then a job. Or did you forget that you need to work to earn a living?”

“Work is such a hassle,” was the only response that you received and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him. That was just such a Seishiro thing to say.

“I could be your personal prostitute though,” you blinked at that, the boy’s words not fully registering in your brain. Seishiro, on the other hand, was staring at you with his usual nonchalant expression, urging you to believe for a second that it might have been just your imagination. But the clock keeps ticking, and Seishiro is tilting his head as if he’s awaiting a response.

Suddenly, you feel the way your face begins to heat up. A part of you is pretty damn sure that you must be looking like a human-sized tomato by now. You try to speak, but nothing’s coming out, and for the first time since you woke up, you find yourself completely speechless.

“H-Huh?”

“Y’know, ‘cause you’ll be working for us both, which means you’ll basically be paying for me loving you,” he mumbled sleepily, his face now resting on your chest, much to your embarrassment. Your mouth keeps opening and closing, but no words come out, making you look like a fish. Seishiro remains completely oblivious, however, as you start squirming in his strong embrace.

“H-How c-can you sah-say that so ca-casually?” Seishiro arched an eyebrow at you, grayish eyes peering up at you quizzically.

Heart squeezing harshly at the way he was looking at you, beating so loudly you could practically hear it echoing inside your eardrums. You just couldn’t take it, he looked so innocent it almost made you burst. How he could say something like that without even batting an eyelash was beyond you.

Seishiro blinked at you, chin resting on your chest as he gazed up at you lazily. “Aren’t prostitutes paid to love someone because they don’t have a job?”

“Sei,” you trailed off, eyeing him hesitantly as he watched you with nothing but sincere perplexity. There was a moment of silence where neither of you did anything but stare at each other. Then your hand cupped his cheek, thumb caressing it tenderly as you looked at him with a sweet yet awkward expression. Seishiro didn't mind, however, simply leaning into your touch.

“You think prostitutes are actually romantic partners that refuse to have a job?” He tilted his head, his eyelids growing heavier with each passing second, as the softness of your voice worked like a lullaby for the white-haired boy. The blush on your cheeks had long gone fainter, as did the erratic beating of your vulnerable heart. Seishiro hummed at your inquiry, head bobbing sleepily as he was trying to nod in confirmation.

Hands brushing through his snow white locks, your (e/c) colored eyes looked at him with a fond expression. The fact that he managed to doze off so quickly was something you found utterly adorable and you couldn’t help but snicker with amusement at what a big baby he was. But then you paused, which urged the boy that was lying on top of you to furrow his eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

Lips pressing into a thin line, you spoke, “Sei, we still need to get ready for school.” The boy, however, ignored you in favor of his long awaited cuddles — as if he hadn’t been cuddling you the whole evening prior.

“Sei!” you whispered-yelled, right eye twitching in annoyance and embarrassment as the boy nuzzled himself further into your body. A sigh of contentment escaped his lips, and his face displayed nothing but pure bliss, as if he were in heaven. Another blush appeared on your face, and you felt as though you might faint. God, what were you supposed to do with this gigantic puppy dog?

“Don’t fall asleep damn it! We’re going to be late!”

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Provocation and Motivation (Blue Lock)

Ahhh I love this duo so much. I cannot wait for the new Episode Nagi movie. I hope things work out between them in the end after what happened in the anime lol… anyway!!! Hope you guys enjoy this one.

Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing just keep scrolling. Also some cursing lol.

Summery: When Reo tries to annoy Nagi, in attempt to make him be more reactive instead of lazy, it backfires heavily.

Reo was doing some stretches that night as he got ready to go to sleep. Being in the Blue Lock dormitory was something he’d need to get used to, since he only ever slept in his own bed at home.

At least Nagi was here. Having a familiar face around really helped.

“Hey Nagi come do stretches with me!” Reo called out ti the white haired boy who was laid on his bed, playing video games on his mini hand held system.

“Nah… sounds exhausting~” he mumbled back.

Reo huffed. He wished he would at least put in effort every once in a while. To do something actually productive.

Reo shrugged and went back to his stretching exercises. Suddenly an idea came to him. Maybe he could try provoking the boy somehow?

It wasn’t a terrible idea. Even though he’s known Nagi for quite a bit of time, he didn’t know if he was the type to get mad or upset. Angry even.

“Hey Nagi.. you know, if you keep sitting around like that and eat too much at the same time, you’re going to get all fat.” Reo told him teasingly.

Nagi merely shrugged. “Meh.”

Reo frowned. Well that was all he got. Truth be told he didn’t know what could possibly annoy or rile him up.

His eyes found the gaming devise he was using. It was then an idea came to him.

He snuck over to the side of Nagis bed, making sure Nagi was too absorbed into the game to pay attention.

He waited a moment, then swiftly reached over to grab the devise.

Before Nagi had a chance to react, the devise was plucked out of his hands.

Reo stuck his tongue out at the white haired boy, grinning mischievously as he hid the devise behind his back.

He finally saw a true look of annoyance on Nagis face, as the much quieter of the two slowly started to get up from his resting position.

“Reo! That’s not cool. I’m going to lose!” Nagi complained.

“Should’ve thought about that before you decided to be lazy and annoying.” Reo reasoned playfully.

“So I’m the annoying one here?” Nagi mumbled. He reached out to grab the gaming devise, but Reo, despite being shorter, managed to keep it out of his reach.

They were like this for a bit, Nagi trying to grab the game while Reo cheekily dodged.

Nagi was starting to get seriously irritated now. As he put more effort into grabbing the game, he managed to accidentally land a poke at the purple haired boys rib.

To his surprise, Reo shrieked and fell backwards onto his butt, dropping the game in the process.

Nagi grabbed the device and looked down at the boy who had just fallen. “What was that Reo?” Nagi asked, knowing full well what happened.

“U-uh nothing! I’m fine. I’m sorry for messing with your game.” Reo said quickly, already feeling tingles of anticipation.

“Don’t worry about it. To be honest I’ve lost interest in it for the moment anyway.” Nagi said lazily, throwing it aside onto his bed.

“O-oh.. why’s that?” Reo asked.

Nagi just stared down at him for a moment. “Because I just found a new toy to play with.”

With Nagis choice of words and how he said it, Reos face immediately flooded with color. He watched as the white haired boy walked closer and closer towards him, unable to do much to stop him at the moment.

“Wait.. wait Nagi.. NO!!!” Nagi leapt onto Reo suddenly, and had him pinned to the floor almost immediately.

“Is there anything I can say that would convince you to let me go right now?” Reo asked nervously.

“Nope.” Nagi replied simply.

He then grabbed his sides, squeezing them. Reo sealed his mouth shut. If he was being forced to endure this, he might as well save the last bit of pride he had by not breaking.

Maybe he could convince Nagi that he was mistaken, and that he was wasting his time.

This was not the case however. He broke immediately when Nagi went for his ribs, digging into, and squeezing them.

“A-hAhah!! Nohohohoho Nahahagi!!!” Reo cried, squirming around helplessly as he uselessly attempted to push his arms away.

Unfortunately his strength seemed to have left his body.

“Wow Reo. You really are super ticklish, aren’t you. I can’t believe I’ve known you all this time and you never bothered telling me?”

“Whyhyhy woohohould ihihihi tehehell yohohOhOhoUhuhu!??!!” Reo protested, squealing, much to his embarrassment, when Nagi found a particularly sensitive spot on his ribs right under his armpits.

“Do you have a particularly bad spot Reo? One that’s the worst of them all?” Nagi asked conversationally. Pretending as if he wasn’t currently tickling the purple haired soccer prodigy to pieces.

“LIHihiHinikE iHIhiHid teHEHEhehEll YOHOhohu!!!” Reo cried, still struggling under his teammates weight.

Nagi frowned. “Bummer. Guess I’ll have to find it myself. At least I have confirmation that you have one.”

Reo didn’t expect Nagi to find it so quickly. As soon as he felt squeezing at his hips, he immediately knew he was done for.

“NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHAHASE NAHAHAHAGIHIHIHI!!!” Reo threw his head back in hysterical crackles, kicking out his legs behind Nagi. Seriously, what did he even do to deserve this?

Nagi ignored him as he poked, prodded, massaged, and even spidered his fingers on his hip bones.

“Wow, this seems to be like a pretty sensitive spot for you.” Nagi commented. It wasn’t even meant to sound like teasing, which made it so much worse as teasing.

When Nagi then pressed his thumbs into the dips of the hip bone, massaging and vibrating them into the spot, Reo full on screeched, bucking his hips to hard he damn near threw Nagi off.

“FUHUHUHUCK NOHOHOHOHOHO!!!”

“Woah! Looks like I hit the jackpot, huh.”

Reos laughter soon turned into silent hysterics, batting weakly at his attackers hands. At this point all he could do was lay limp on the floor and take it. He was also having difficulty breathing.

Nagi picked up on it and knew he should give the poor guy a break.

Reo lay gasping on the floor, struggling to catch his breath as he curled up on the floor, hugging himself protectively.

“Sorry about that Reo… I just really wanted to do that.” Nagi told him apologetically.

“Hah… hehe.. y-yohohu suhuck…” Reo managed.

Nagi stared at his face. His cheeks were flushed, a grin unable to leave his mouth, his chest rapidly rising and falling.

“Heh.”

“Nagi did you just laugh at me?!” Reo bursted out. Eyebrows furrowed with annoyance.

“Sorry. You’re just really cute like this.”

It took a moment for Reo to process what Nagi had just said, a confused expression taking over his face, until his face began to turn a deep shade of red.

“Sh-shut up you jerk!”

Nagi just poked at his side again, which made Reo squeak and fall back again. Yep, truly adorable he was.

Thanks for reading!

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A Monstrous Craving: Second Selection (Blue Lock)

Heyo! Happy April Fools Day everyone! :3 Last year I posted a fic in which Bachira tickles everyone in Team Z, and I liked writing it so much I decided to do it again with the Second Selection! :D I don't know if I'm gonna make this a yearly tradition- but I had a funny idea and went with it! I hope you like it :3

Summary: Bachira gets a craving to mess with everyone again. Shenanigans ensue.

“Niko! Niko, Niko, Niko~” Bachira ran up, grinning from ear to ear. “Do me a favor?”

“Why?” Niko blinked behind his bangs, immediately suspicious. He might not be Isagi, but he’s dating Isagi. That’s just as bad.

“Just do it! Please?” Bachira made his eyes big, waiting. Niko blinked before sighing, giving in.

“Fine but just so you know,” Niko made his trademark handscope gesture, hovering it over his eye. “I’ll know if you’re trying to trick me. Now- what?”

“Follow my lead.” Bachira raised his hands, pressing them in prayer. Niko did the same, if not a tad hesitant.

Next, Bachira laced his fingers, making a double-handed fist. Niko did so as well.

Finally, Bachira lifted his  fingers on one hand. Niko blinked before doing the same.

“Perfect. Stay just like that.” Bachira nodded, smiling. Before the seer-like player could react, Bachira quickly shook his hands free and laced his fingers into Niko’s standing ones, grabbing his fist. In seconds, he had it up and against the wall, pinning him.

“Wha-” Niko blinked, staring into Bachira’s golden gaze. “Okay, what was the point of th-heahhahahahahahhahahhaha!?!”

“Tickle tickle tickle! Eheheheh! What’s wrong? Is it too much for you? Pull your arms down then!” Bachira cooed at him in a sugary sweet voice, clawing at Nikko’s ribs with his open hand as the younger boy tried and failed to slide down the wall, laughing the entire time. Come on Nikko, don’t give up on me now!“

“Geaahahahhaha! Geheheht thehehehe hehehehell ohoohohoff you aahahhahass! Geahhahahah!” When Nikko’s descend came to an end, he laid on his side against the cool walls and floor as Bachira giggled before him. “Gahahah…I hahahte yohoohu.”

“Yeah yeah.” Bachira stuck his tongue out giddily before running away, leaving the younger boy to recover in the hall.

It was that time of year again!

~~~

“Come on…one more time.” Barou felt his lungs ache, and his limbs felt like they were on fire. His self-imposed training regime was brutal, but it was fitting for his kingly status. Shaking out his arms, he turned to start his last round of drills-

“BAROU!”

The king let out a long series of curse words as he spasmed, nearly eating the dirt at his feet. “What the fuck-” He snarled, twisting to find…no one. Surely he wasn’t hearing things.

Fingers in his ribs from behind convinced him. “GAH! Get the hehehll off!”

“Oo, the king’s ticklish! Who would have thought?” Bachira cooed at him with a laugh, hiking up Barou’s back as he scribbled and pinched along his upper ribs and shoulders, throwing the bigger boy around like an uncontrolled bull. “Coochie coochie coo! Looks like I’m giving you the royal treatment! Hehehe!”

“Yohohohou dahhahamn bhohohobcuhuhuhut! Geheheht thehehe hehehehell ohohohoff!” Barou howled through swear colored giggles, trying and failing to reach for him. He all but lost his balance when Bachira began squeezing the back of his neck, sending them both into the grass below. “CUHUHUHUT THE SHHIHIIHIHT!”

“Aww, and here I thought Kun-Kun’s neck was tickly! You make him look almost immune here.” Bachira snorted as he gave the King’s neck one last squeeze, hopping off with a light slap to his shoulder. “Thanks for playing with me!”

Barou only groaned in the grass, suddenly very tired.

Maybe that was enough training today, afterall.

~~~

“Wow, you’re almost there! Come on, Nagi- you can do it!” Reo grinned around his chopsticks as he watched his friend get closer to a watermelon. He introduced Nagi to the Suika game only days before- this would be his first ever success if he nailed it. “Haaaah…this is exhausting. You do it.” Giving up, the white haired player pushed his phone to Reo, tucking his face into the cook of his arm with a tired yawn. “Lemme know if we win.”

“Lazy as ever.” Rolling his eyes, Reo picked up the device, guiding the orange towards its brethren. “You know Nagi, you really shouldn’t give up on games so easily- even if they aren’t soccer related.”

“All the fruit makes me hungry. I lose my strength when I get this way.”

“Then go get some food.”

“I don’t wanna get up…”

“Fine, fine, I’ll get you something. Just give me one sec- I’m almost-AH!” Just before Reo could drop the last fruit, something squeezed his knee. His finger slipped, ruining his planned chain reaction and overflowing the box. Game over. “Nagi! What the hell? I told you, give me a minute!”

“Huh?” Nagi blinked, confused. “I didn’t do anything?”

“Yes, you did! Now look- we lost.” Reo fumed, shaking his head as he put the phone down. “Whatever- if you're that hungry, I guess it can’t be cha-ehehahhahaanged!” The squeezing came back, making him jerk with a yelp. “Dahahahmn it, gehehhet your own food, then!”

“I didn’t do anything! Seriously!” Nagi fumed back, frustrated. “I’m not ly-ehehehehe! Reo, knock it off!”

“What? That wasn’t-” That’s when Reo realized both of Nagi’s hands were on the table- balled into fist as the pale teen squirmed and giggled. Ducking down, he found…

“YOU!” Reo cried upon seeing Bachira, one hand on Nagi’s leg while the other was on Reo’s. “What the hell are you even doing down there?”

“Looking for loose change.” Bachira winked before squeezing both knees simultaneously, sending the pair into frenzied giggles. “The monster wants to eat the rich! He’s in the mood for legs!”

“Gehahaht the heheheell ohohoohut of heheehere! Gehahaha, yohohohohu dahhahahamn drihihihbi-GEHAHHA!” Reo nearly fell out of his chair when Bachira squeezed his thigh. “Nahahhahagi hehehehelp!”

“Ghehahahah! I chahahahhan’t! Ihiihh’m toohoohoh huhuhuhungry!” Nagi cried back, opting to just kinda fall over at this point. “Sohohohohorry, Rehehehehheo!”

Before Reo could say anymore, Bachira was gone- skipping away with a happy grin and leaving them be. Shaking his head, he pushed the remainder of his rice to Nagi along with his chopsticks. “Here, eat up.”

“Ehehe…no thahanks..I’m toohoho tired to eat..” Nagi yawned before falling asleep, leaving Reo questioning his life choices yet again.

~~~

Bachira was hiding.

Tucked by an empty hamper in one of the many locker rooms, he waited patiently for his prey. He knew them and their routine well enough at this point.

Sure as the rising sun, his target walked into the room with a low sigh, stretching his arms high above his head and popping his spine. Bachira waited a second longer.

Then he attacked.

“God, I’m so ti-AHHH!” Chigiri shrieked when Bachira grabbed his sides, scaring the life out of him. His screams of terror quickly shifted to ones of laughter as Bachira dug in, leaving no spot untouched. “Nohohohot agahhahain! Gahahahhd, whihihihihiy Bahahhahachiraahhahaha?!”

“Hi Missy! Did you miss me? Huh? Did you?” The dribbler cooed at him as he climbed his fingers upward, pressing into each open space of rib as he moved towards his armpits. “It’s been for-ever since I’ve hear you laugh! Don’t you know? The Top 3 are all sooooo serious! I can barely get a chuckle out of them! I like you; you always laugh whenever I’m around!”

“Thahahhat’s becahhahuse yoohohu’re a clohohohwn-Gehahhhaha nohohoohohoho!” The redhead tried to jerk his arms down, but Bachira made it to his armpits faster than he could think. “Bahahhahchira pleahahhahahhase!”

“Please what? Keep tickling you? Aww, you’re too sweet! You know how badly I wanna get you and you’re letting me do it!” Bachira cooed sweetly at him, careful as he lowered him down to the ground, chest pressed against his back as he clawed at the center of his pits. “To be honest- I really wanna tickle Isagi, but I’m waiting until we meet up again. You know- gotta draw out the anticipation and all that. So until then…”

“Dohohohohn’t yohoohohu uuuhuuhse me ahahahas a rehehehbound! Gehahahahhaa, Bahahhahahchira- Eheheheheh nohohohohoho!” The dribbler had quickly shifted to his knees, squeezing them and the area around it relentlessly. Even with limited reach, Bachira was still able to get them! “Screhehehhewh yohohohou and yoohohohohur lohohohohng ahhahaharms!”

“No way- you’re totally letting me do this! Why else are your knees still drawn up?” The comment made them straighten out, but a few quick scribbles to Chigiri’s belly made him drawl them up once more. “See what I mean?”

“Yohohohou’re a pahahahahain!”

“Love you too, Missy!”

Before Bachira could really get him going, the door slid open, revealing none other than a breathless, slightly panicked Kunigami. “I heard a scream! Princess, are you-” When he saw what was going on, he relaxed. “Oh. Hey, Bachira.”

“Hi, Kun-Kun!” Bachira greeted, finally stopping the tickles as Chigiri curled up against the tile floor. “I was just saying hi to Missy! Hm..you know, I don’t think I’ve said hi to you yet…”

Kunigami blinked. Then he flushed, realizing what was about to go down. “Eh, Chi’s alright?” When Bachira nodded and Chigiri gave him a tired thumbs up, Kunigami slapped his hands together. “Cool, cool.

Then he was off. Bachira laughed as he chased after him, filling the halls with screams once more.

~~~

“I missed you.”

Three little words were all it took for Bachira’s heart to implode. He pressed further into Isagi, arms wrapped around his torso like octopus tentacles as he nuzzled his chest. “I missed you too.”

Isagi laughed, the sound a little wet as he ran his fingers through Bachira’s hair, combing back the soft strands. Sure, they were never truly apart- Bachira was not ashamed of his habit of sneaking into the other team’s room and snuggling with him until morning. But it felt so different now that Isagi was here. Here and never leaving his side again.

“You're awfully clingy today.” The older boy mused, making no moves to remove Bachira from him. “Is there a special occasion, or are you just happy to be here with me?”

Ah. Right. Bachira tried not to let his growing giddiness show as he pressed his face further into his boyfriend’s shirt, hands adjusting so they were free. “You know- I was just thinking there is.”

“What’s that?” Ever the innocent one. Not a worry to be heard within Isagi’s voice. Bachira grinned fully now.

“The monster…has returned.” Bachira latched onto his sides with ease, making Isagi spasm with a yelp. “The tickle monster, I mean!”

“Gah! Oohoohoh nohohoohoho! Bahhahahachira, wahahhahait- gehahahahhahaha!” Isagi cried out, twisting about in the sheets as his boyfriend pinched and scribbled away at his torso. “Sohoohoho thahhahat’s whahahhat youuhuhuve beehehen up tohohoho ahahhaall dahhahahy?”

“I see the word got out, hasn't it? My monstrous deeds leave trails behind. Whoooooo~” Bachira put on his best scary voice as he raced his fingers up and down Isagi’s sides, making him squeal and kick beneath him. “I’ve got a craving, Isagi- and you’re on the menu!”

“Thahhahat was sihihihilly- wahhahait, wahhahait dohohohon’t you dahhahare- AH” The brunette tried to block him, but Bachira was already pulling up his shirt and taking a breath. “Dohohohon’t you da-AHAHHAHAHHARE!”

“Mmmm, tasty!” Bachira giggled after blowing a raspberry. “I want another one! Here we go-” Bachira blew once more, sending waves of ticklishness up Isagi’s nervous system as he arched against the soft mattress. One hand weaved into Bachira’s hair while the other tugged at his sweatshirt, but no real efforts were made to pull him off. “Hmm…I’m still hungry.”

“Gohoohoho gehehhet fohoho-EHEHEHHAHAH NOOHOHOO!” This time some effort was made as Bachira began nibbling along his ribs, focusing his efforts along the lowest set as he felt Isagi shriek. “NOOHOHOT MEHEHHEHEHE!”

“Yes you! I’m a cannibal, roar!” Bachira giggled, finally relenting when Isagi tugged him off. “You’re so cute, Blue Skies! Hehehe!”

Gasping for air, Isagi tossed an arm over his flushed face- hiding his misty eyes from the world. Bachira tugged at his sweatshirt until it was in place once more, climbing onto Isagi and laying across him with a happy hum. Once he got comfortable, he gently tapped at his arm.

“Knock knock!”

“Whohoho’s thehere?”

“Your boyfriend. I want a kiss.”

Isagi snorted as he moved his arm, blushing when he realized just how close Bachira was to his face. “Your boyfriend’s not home. He’s been eaten by a monster. Try again tomorrow.”

Bachira gaped, making Isagi laugh. The tickles were quick to resume.

~~~

Another day- another successful turnout. At least, that was what Bachira planned on saying after this.

Freshly bathed and dressed, Bachira peeked around the corner, finding Rin sitting in his bed all alone. A towel hid his expression, but his hands were busy with his shoes, redoing the laces on each pair.

Perfect. Bachira might even have an additional weapon to use against him. Slowly, he entered the room…

“Get him.” Rin didn’t look up once. It really didn’t matter in the end.

Bachira yelped when he was suddenly ambushed, his back hitting the ground with a hand protecting his skull. He was suddenly hit by memoires of the past- red hair flying in his way just before he was taken down like so.

Only this time, the hair was long and dark, Aryu’s eyes dancing with mischief as he came into view. “Good work, Toki. That was very glam.”

“Thank you! I mean- sorry! Sorry, Bachira- was that too harsh?” The muscular man yelped, but made no moves of releasing the dribbler. Soon a new body joined the fray, pulling his hands up and over his head.

“You never learn, do you?” Isagi smiled down at him, eyes warm as Bachira began giggling in anticipation. “Didn’t we do this back in Team Z?”

“Mahahybe? I can’t remehehember!” Bachira giggled helplessly as Rin took the final spot of their formation, cracking his knuckles.

“Enough reminiscing. On three. One, two…” There was a pause- one that felt like forever as Bachira’s giggles grew.

If three came, Bachira never heard it. Fingers touched down, scribbling all over and sending him into immediate hysterics. Aryu’s hands pinched and prodded along his sides while Tokimitsu clawed at his stomach and chest. Rin’s hands were latched to his legs, one on his hip while the other squeezed the ever living daylights out of his thigh.

And Isagi- ooo, that Isagi! He was scratching at Bachira’s shoulder blades with two fingers, somehow making it feel way more ticklish than normal! All he could do was laugh.

“Gehahahahhahhaha! Nahahhahahahahhaha! Whahahahit, wahhahahahit hohohohohold ohohohohohon- yoohohohu cahahhan’t juuhuhust do thahaha-EHEHEHHEK!”

“What’s that? We can’t just tickle you after your antics today?” Isagi cooed at him, pressing into a particularly bad spot along the edges of his shoulder blades.

“We weren’t even targeted. Alas, tiny glam requested my aid. So stylish.” Aryu tsked with a small smile as he carried on scratching against Bachira’s waist and lower ribs, putting his nails to good use. “Shame really- I was looking forward to your attempt. So sad, so glam.”

“I was too! Not that I expected it- oh that sounded off! I’m sorry!” Tokimitsu cried, worming a hand up Bachira’s shirt to get the bare skin beneath. “Just- take this! Was that…was that too much?”

“Damn bob cut, think you can just waltz in here and target me when my back is turned?” Rin growled at him, no real malice in his voice. “I’ll show you what happens when you mess with me!”

“Sorry, Bachira- I would have warned you had you not attacked me.” Isagi smiled at him, not an ounce of remorse in his voice. “This is really cute though- I’m glad we did this, guys!”

Bachira would have called him cute back if he could think straight. His entire body felt like one massive tickle; every part from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes felt tickly! It was overstimulating yet freeing at the same time. He really did miss having tickle fights with groups.

Eventually, it all came to an end. Bodies moved away as Rin stood up, stretching out. Tokimitsu left him a bottle of water as Aryu struck a glamorous pose, musing about the entire thing with a laugh. Bachira found himself once again with Isagi, his head tucked into his lap as the taller boy fanned his face, cooling his hot cheeks.

“Had enough for today?” Isagi teased, laughing when Bachira nodded. “Do you want me to help you get up?”

A favorable offer, but Bachira shook his head. “Can we stay like this? Just a bit longer?”

Isagi laughed, leaning down and kissing his smiling lips once more. “Of course we can.”

#Blue Lock #tickle #tickle fic #bachira meguru #niko ikki #barou shouei #reo mikage #nagi seishiro #chigiri hyoma #kunigami rensuke #isagi yoichi #aryu jyubei #tokimitsu aoshi #rin itoshi #fluff #group tickles #bachisagi #I loved writing this akrjkaejkrekj #Squiggily writes the things

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(nsfw) EROGENOUS ZONES :: xfemdom!Reader

@kisa-rae oh I'm gonna include Ego in this but also totes exploiting your man in this one ♡ - askbox open cw: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, aged up, sexual themes word count: sloppy character headcanons character(s): Jinpachi Ego, Gin Gagamru, Hyoma Chigiri, Itoshi Rin, Nagi Seishiro, Reo Mikage

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NECK NECK NECK NECK-

why else do you think it's shaved so neatly all the time?

the nape of this man's neck is his mortal weakness in every life he's ever been born into

just so you understand....it's his neck

kisses on the back of his neck while he's working, eating or literally anything else will immediately turn this man on

absolutely weak for things to happen behind him and simply scrape your nails up his shave or curl your fingers around his throat just to rub your thumbs up the back of his neck has him dropping whatever is in his hand

this extends generally to his shoulders, his ears, running your fingers through his hair too

kiss the back of his neck and you better expect to have the rest of the day off because he's not letting you tease him

take care of this man's needs or he'll make it your problem if you kiss on him like that or touch him in general

CURSED BONUS: his ankles, his feet in general are a ticklish but kiss or touch his ankles during intimate moments is as bad as kissing the back of his neck

thighs

THIGHS FOR DAYS

grip them, squeeze them, kiss them, bite them; literally any touch on this man's thighs is the express button to fucking

you just going to be cute and tuck your hand in his thighs when you're sitting out on a beautiful winter day?

think again he's hard the second your fingers curl into the thickest part of his thigh

straddling and grinding on his thighs are just as much of a rush for him as it is for you

has a preference for his inner thighs to be touch but there's a secret second spot if you grab right under his ass leaves him weak in the knees

cover em in hickies by the way it's his favorite trophy to wear into the locker room

CURSED BONUS: the space right between his shoulder blades, he can't touch it but if you drag your fingers down it during sex he will almost always blow his load

most the time they're covered but...EARS

ear lobes to be more precise in fact

why else do you think he keeps them covered all the time?

talking/whispering/kissing around his ears is a surefire way to remind Chigiri that he can still paint the inside of his pants with cum

absolutely loathes being tickled for the most part but his ears are on another level

that level is connected straight to his dick and no matter what he cannot avoid it

especially fond of dirty talk in the most hushed voice you can manage

nasty words and your breath tickling his ear can take any situation from tepid to steamy

CURSED BONUS: the back of his legs are nearly as ticklish as his ear but grope them firmly to get the best reaction, preferably while he's on his stomach so he can't get away from you

HIS MID SECTION

from his navel to the small of his back, a complete 360 around that toned core and you will find Rin's absolutely most sensitive area

special dedication to right under his belly button or right above his butt will have him drooling in no time

this is why massages are doubly dangerous for him

touch or tickle doesn't matter bc your hands on his waist makes Rin loose his fucking mind even on a good day

kiss the small of his back while he's face down and this pro will curse you out until he can't breath because he came all over what's under him

grip his sides while he's on his back and watch him utterly go some place else for a good five seconds because of it

CURSED BONUS: his scalp is ridiculous and playing with his hair without giving him more will in fact create the crankiest brat in the world

this lazy shit's cliche but with a twist

THAT NECK but you need to do more than just kiss it

tickling kisses and light touches are alright but throw in a little roughness around the edges to how you do it and that's got him putting down the phone

if Nagi's sitting down and you casually slip your fingers around the back of his neck (even if it's innocent while you tell him or Reo something) he will immediately put the game down

we're talking full on trained dog behavior

rub your thumb over the side of his neck if you're just casually resting your hand there and he can't focus

yes he will expect you to notice when he's dead silent and not looking at his phone screen if you happened to touch his neck

choking him is on an entirely different level for this man

CURSED BONUS: his hair and no that's not exactly his scalp it means his actual hair, twirl it around your fingers and give it a tug leaves him like a mutt on a leash ready to follow you

Reo will adamantly deny this but also demand said touch in the greediest of ways when you do

nothing compares to this man's NIPPLES

his chest in general is overly sensitive compared to most people

the area around his nipple, under his breast, the sides leading up to his armpits, all of it will and does make him squirm

exceptionally fond of faint touches that are drawn around the area in question

safe to say his areolas might in fact be the most sensitive thing on him and a light touch has him begging shamelessly in thirty seconds or less

CURSED BONUS: not far off from his bingo card, this man's under arm/armpits send him to dizzying new heights if you touch them right

#:: thanks for the ask~! ✩ #bllk smut #bllk x reader #blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #nagi seishiro smut #mikage reo smut #itoshi rin smut #chigiri hyoma smut #ego jinpachi smut #gagamaru gin smut #seishiro nagi smut #reo mikage smut #rin itoshi smut #hyoma chigiri smut #jinpachi ego smut #gin gagamaru smut #nagi seishiro x reader #mikage reo x reader #itoshi rin x reader #chigiri hyoma x reader #jinpachi ego x reader #gagamaru gin x reader

[thelaughtercafe]

Inevitable*

Tea Type: Black Coffee with a Shot of Espresso

Potential Triggers: Yandere Nagito, non-con for tickling and cuddling/forced kissing, manipulation of Reader's tickle kink against them, Reader has a pre-established Ultimate if that bothers you.

Pairing: Yandere! Nagito/F! Reader

Length: 1.3k+

Summary: Nagito had been kind and there for you, all throughout your school years. The last thing you expected was him to lock you away. He'd been persistent, but not broken you. Until now. If only his luck wasn't so powerful.

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 

It was then that his luck finally struck. 

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 

Now it was his turn to pout. 

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 

"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 

Perhaps it had been inevitable. 

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 

It was then that his luck finally struck. 

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 

Now it was his turn to pout. 

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 

"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 

Perhaps it had been inevitable. 

#nagito komaeda x reader #nagito komaeda x you #nagito x you #nagito x reader #danganronpa x reader #female reader #tlc: nsft #tlc: black coffee with a shot of espresso #tlc: black coffee #danganronpa x you #super danganronpa 2 #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa 2: goodbye despair #tw nsft #tw noncon #tlc: tickle fics #ler!nagito #lee!reader

[ticklishfanart]

I’ll say it once again, nagi wagi deserves to be tortured 💕💕💕 i hc that he’s Super Super SUPER ticklish

For once hajime is The Little Shit

#dr2 tickling #ticklishfanart #tickletober2022 #lee!nagito #ler!hajime

[lee-lucius]

Time to Get Up!

Summary: Normally, Reo doesn't mind Nagi's lazy tendencies. Until he falls asleep right before and important game and refuses to wake up, forcing him to restort to drastic means.

Word Count: 1,317

I'm rewatching Blue Lock with my family, and I'm kinda obsessed with it, so expect a lot more content. I hope you enjoy my favorite boys! 💙

"Nagi, we have to go."

He ignored Reo. Again.

"I mean it. You know they'll start the game without us."

A disgruntled noise was his only response, but he supposed it was better than silence. Rubbing his temple, Reo tried to alleviate his annoyance and the spontaneous headache that was forming. This had been going on for long enough, and he wracked his mind for a solution. He tried to wake Nagi up nicely to no avail. After that, it was a mixture of badgering and begging and bargaining. None of it had worked. 

If it was an ordinary practice, Reo wouldn't have been so bothered, but it was an especially important match. One against a rival school that they'd competed with for years. They always lost, but that was before Reo and Nagi were on the team. He knew they'd win, if he could only get Nagi there.

"Please, get up now."

Nagi groaned, annoyed. Reo thought the vein bulging out of his head would pop. Until, thankfully, he realized how he could get him up. A week or two ago, he'd accidentally discovered something about his friend while giving him yet another piggyback ride.

He was ticklish.

"This is your last warning, or else…" Reo's voice took on a teasing edge as he cracked his knuckles. "I'll have to do something drastic."

Likely more out of curiosity than anything, Nagi just barely cracked open one eye to stare at Reo. He instantly cringed, squeezing his eye back shut due to the bright lights in Reo's room. 

Reo sighed, but he hadn't expected his threat to work. Not yet, at least.

Lowering himself, he sat down beside Nagi on his bed. "Then I guess you're asking for this," was all he said before he dug his hands into Nagi's stomach, rapidly wiggling and scribbling all over.

With a surprised yelp, Nagi lurched upwards, giggles pouring out of him as he tried to squirm away from Reo's touch. 

"Stahahahap!"

"Not until you get up!" He teased, digging into Nagi's armpits.

Cursing, Nagi tried to curl up into a ball and block Reo's tortuous hands. If he hadn't been so surprised, he'd act like it didn't bother him until Reo gave up. Now, it was too late and all he could do was laugh and try to wiggle away when Reo switched to squeezing his knees.

"Leahaheheve mehehe alohone!"

"I will when you agree to go!"

Nagi swatted at his hands, looking more energized than Reo had ever seen him. It was oddly fun to see his normally passive friend be so expressive, with a bright, happy smile and bubbly laugh. He was wishing he'd acted on this sooner. But he didn't have the time to fully enjoy it, because they really were gonna be late if they didn't get there soon.

"Come on, you know how to make it stop," He taunted. Moving along in his search, he prodded at Nagi's thighs. Nagi had only been giggling lightly so far and just barely putting in the effort to try and stop him—which, considering it was Nagi, was a lot more effort than he put into anything else. Reo needed something more effective if he really wanted him to get up. 

And he found it. When he switched to tickling Nagi's thighs, he made a loud noise of protest, almost like a screech, and kicked out his leg. Reo smirked, even though he barely avoided getting hit square in the face.

"Ihihit cahan wahahait. Lehehet mehehe slehehep!"

"It can't wait!" Reo huffed. Nagi really didn't know anything about soccer or he just didn't care, if he even remembered that they had a match.

"Pleahahase!" He cried, laughter shooting up an octave when Reo began kneading his legs. 

Clinging to and burying his face in Reo's soft bedsheets, he tried to muffle his laughter and hide his growing blush, still wildly kicking and squirming. He was definitely awake now, but it would still be such a bother to have to get up and go play soccer now. And as tired as he was, the tickling wasn't as bad. He really wouldn't mind it—might even enjoy it—if this was happening another time.

Reo grinned, reinvigorated, and doubled his efforts. He almost had him. Maybe he'd feel bad if he didn't know that Nagi had stayed up all night before an important game, despite Reo's reminders, because he wanted to finish the new manga series he was reading, and apparently, sleep was too much of a "pain in the ass."

"Ready to go yet?"

Nagi writhed around, shrieking for a few more moments before he finally gave in, "Fihihihine!"

Relieved, Reo stopped and allowed Nagi to fully curl up into a ball, panting and giggling while he recovered. Reo ran his hand firmly along Nagi's thighs, helping to stop the phantom sensations and ground him. 

When Nagi finally sat up, a faint blush still visible, he gladly took the glass of water Reo offered. He didn't meet his eyes. As nonchalant as Nagi was, what had just happened was more than a little embarrassing.

He didn't have the time to dwell on it though, because Reo bumped his shoulder and said, "Hurry up, go get changed so we can go."

It took a poke to his side as a playful warning before Nagi stood up, trudging into the bathroom with a whine. 

A satisfied Reo laid back on the bed, replaying the scene in his mind and promising himself that it'd happen again before Nagi came back, then he jumped up, shoving on his cleats and rushing out the door.

They barely made it on time but easily won the game, like Reo knew they would. After a quick celebration with the team, Reo and Nagi returned to the former's home for their own celebration. 

Reo ordered takeout while Nagi showered and changed. It was what they usually did after a good game—which all of them were—ordering from their favorite place while Nagi read manga, played video games, or scrolled through memes with Reo watching him over his shoulder or reading one of the business books he bought on impulse. It could be a little boring, but Reo enjoyed it more than being alone.

But this time, Reo had something a little different in mind.

"That was fun," He told Nagi after he returned and settled down beside him in bed.

"Was it? They weren't that interesting. It was hardly worth the hassle."

"Not that," Reo smiled mischievously, poking his side again. "That."

Nagi's lip quirked. He looked away from Reo but didn't move. "Yeah, I guess."

He was as aloof as always, but Reo could see through it. He'd learned to read his friend quite well in the past few months, and he could tell that Nagi was excited. There was a certain glint in his eye that made it obvious, and he even paused the game on his phone, setting it down. 

"You know…" He started, holding back a laugh when Nagi's fingers twitched and he pulled his knees up to his chest defensively. "I'm still a little mad about earlier."

"Are you?"

"Yeah. I think you need to learn a lesson."

He paused, swallowing before nodding slightly. "Okay."

Delighted, Reo squeezed his sides, watching him clamp his arms down and his faint smile grow as light giggles slowly poured out. Without the time constraint, Reo didn't feel the need to rush; he wanted them both to enjoy it.

It went on until Nagi was red-faced, squirming and squealing and relishing in every moment of it before they were interrupted by the surprising arrival of the delivery man. 

It ended there with another promise from Reo that they'd finish it later, filling Nagi with a bothersome feeling of nervousness and excitement. 

But it didn't matter now, not when he had the rest of the night to enjoy with Reo.

#my writing #tickling #blue lock tickling #tickle fic #nagi seishiro #reo mikage #lee!nagi #ler!reo #blue lock

[garoujo]

omgeeeeeee what r ur fav hcs abt nagi

will fall asleep in 0.06 seconds if you play with his hair while he’s lying on your chest, he’s a heavy sleeper and sleeps like a log tho so u won’t be moving for a while

he genuinely believes cuddles are the best medicine, even tho he might not be able 2 offer u much words as comfort he’ll always offer up cuddles

loves seeing you in his clothes and deliberately leaves them out for u even tho he gets all whiney when u take the comfy hoodies

will text you while he’s sitting next to you if you’re at a party etc. even if he’s just making random jokes or hinting that he wants to go home [even tho u can always tell]

literally turns into putty with just a kiss, king of being kiss drunk everytime you pull him into a makeout session

ticklish and his little whines when you swipe along the ticklish spots are so cute you’ve never seen him move faster than when he’s trying to get away

big dick

#ʚ ₊˚ 💬 — new emmail. #ʚ ₊˚ ⌕ — nonnie. #᩠ ❥ ࿐ seishiro! #SORRY NONNIE I ALWAYS HAVE MORE BUT!!! my mind is putty rn!!! i cant even think >_< #cause he’s always on my mind i’m like !!! wat do we do again!!! stage fright akajakak!!!

[moongeonight]

A punishment for You! Part 2

Part 1 here! ➡️ A punishment for You!

Summary: After he lost Masaru's challenge, now Nagito will have to endure all the warriors of hope and their teases...

A/N: Well first of all I'm sorry for the delay heh, second... today is my birthday yay!

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"yeah enjoy the break... for now, Remember you didn't win the challenge hehe" masaru said leaving the room, he leave nagito in the middle of the room still tied up with his thoughts.

Oh men... they will have no mercy on me right?

That's what nagito thought when he hears the faint noise of footsteps approaching, He could already hear the other children talking between eachother.

This was going to be trouble...

Masaru returns with the other Warriors of Hope in the room.

"Ok, Servant! you still alive? How was the tickling? And I can see how tired you are and I have to say that I am impressed! You lasted more than I expected!, but now, the moment of truth! Who wants to be the one who tickles our pathetic Servant?"

Masaru said while both Jataro and Kotoko raise their hands while Nagisa seemed to have been forced to come and Monaca just watched smiling.

"Ahhh..." Nagito's eyes widened at the sight of the children, He could already see his predicament getting worse by the second, The chains on his collar were rattling against one another.

"Heh... So Y-you're really all gonna tickle me again huh?" he says with a nervous chuckle.

"That's exactly what's going to happen Servant!" Monaca says with a a little sadist smile on her face.

"Now, Nagisa, I know you aren't too excited, But you have to participate! Don't go easy on him Nagisa... Don't forget you have to torture this demon just like we do with all of the others." Monaca said addressing Nagisa when she saw that he did not want to tickle him.

Nagisa didn't want to participate in this since it was too "childish" for him, despite being a child himself, but since Monaca ordered it he had no choice but to accept.

then Nagisa goes without emotion to Servant and begins to attack his sides directly where Masaru had left him, He used his fingers, poking in one direction after another, making multiple quick pokes, Seeing that Nagisa had now started, Kotoko also excitedly began to tickle him but with a feather on his neck.

"Ah! HaahaHahahha!" Nagito's eyes widened again as he was tickled around his armpits. His body began writhing in the chair, he could feel his body moving with each poke that Nagisa gave him.

He felt the feather touch his neck and he began to shake more as it tickled, he was trying his hardest not to laugh, but it just seemed impossible.

"Ahahaha-wahahahait!... Nohoho! hahah...hahahaha!" Nagito voice was loud and high pitched, and his laugh had a slightly embarrassed tone to it.

"mm you know I thought adults weren't ticklish" Kotoko said amused.

"Look at him! he's a grown man but one feather on the neck is enough to make him laugh!" because Monaca commented, the other Warriors begin to laugh.

Nagito looked up at the four kids, each one laughing at his situation and teasing him. He didn't want to care, it was better than being punished with punches... even tought he was still embarrassed.

"Pleahahahasee! Thihihis is toohoho much! Hahahaha! Stohohop!"

masaru also decides to go tickle nagito again, While Kotoko continues to tickle him with the feather, masaru attacks nagito's neck with his entire hands and fingers, all at the same time making his neck become completely red.

"Heh, look at his face! He's becoming red!" Masaru laughed.

"It's so strange to see him like this... Normally he always has a calm smile" jataro mentioned.

Nagito was now a bright shade of red and his neck was starting to get a little sore from the constant irritation. He giggled loudly now, not even trying to hide it. his face was probably the color of a tomato.

"Hahahaha! P-plehehehease go easier on mehehe!!"

"Don't make me laugh! A demon like you deserves to be tortured by us!" Masaru says and continues tickling nagito's red neck without even taking a breath.

"Monaca! Don't you want to join us?" Kotoko said Noticing that Monaca was just watching smiling.

Monaca was still smiling and said "Oh don't worry, I prefer to watch how you tickle him! It's a very funny scene"

she said with an innocent smile but deep down she was sadistically enjoying this while The other 4 children continued to tickle him non-stop.

Nagito's laugh became uncontrollable. It was no longer soft and quiet, his eyes start tearing up, He began to kick and thrash, his hands desperately fighting against his restraints in an attempt to break free.

"P-PLEHEHEASE! HAHAHAHA! I'M SORRY! I'm sohohorry for makihihing the pancakes wrohohong HAHAHA!" he said, his voice sounding less genuine in his desperation.

"You're begging to stop?... You're begging to us, children? What an adult you are, to make you beg like this..."

Nagisa said as he kept tickling, not making nagito's situation any better and the other 4 began to make his eyes water by tickling In his armpits and his sides.

"He's starting to cry? Heh, You are crying because of us? A mere bunch of kids? Pathetic..."

Nagito's begging for mercy was genuine, but he also was embarrassed about it. He didn't want to beg, it was a position he never wanted to be in but he would do anything to get the tickling to stop. He felt it was pathetic.

"HAHAHA! P...please STOHOHOP! I'll do anything, Anything just stop! There's gotta be something else you can do right!? PLEAHAHAHASEE!!"

"Hahaha... You know what? I think you're right. There are other things we can have you do to get your punishment!"

Masaru says as he lets nagito have some air to breathe, but not completely stopping the tickling.

"But you know what, Servant? You'll still get punished! Maybe we'll take you down to the sewers and throw you naked in the water... Or we'll lock you in a room without food! What do you think of these fun punish-"

Monaca cuts masaru's words "Please keep tickling him!"

Monaca clearly wanted them to continue, she loved seeing her servant like this, embarrassed, something other punishments wouldn't make him feel, the other children nodded and simply continued, Kotoko with the feather that she had in her hand now she tickled his nose to make him sneeze and bother him.

Nagito was relieved to have air, he could breathe again and think.... for a few seconds he tried his hardest to not sneeze, His eyes were watering, his nose was itching and a few seconds later He sneezed and let out a loud.

"Hahaha... Aaaah! ACHOOO!"

He tried his hardest to not sneeze but it just sounded adorable, He looked away, embarrassed.

The Children began to laugh when he sneezed, even nagisa laughed and it didn't help nagito's situation, since if he was trying to hold his sneeze, now he also had to hold his laugh.

"Hahaha! That sneeze was so cute!" Jataro said while tickling Servant's belly, making nagito suffer even more.

"Aww... He's so ashamed of himself for sneezing, how adorbs!" Kotoko commented.

Nagito was so embarrassed. This was making him extremely uncomfortable and the fact they were talking about his sneeze made him even more embarrassed. He kept trying to hold in more sneezes and giggles, but of course that only made things harder for him.

"H-HEY... S-STOHOHOP HAHAHA! NOT M-MY BELLY HAHAHAHA!..." He said, trying to hold back his laugher While he thought how could he convince them to let him go, he said out loud the first idea that occurred to him.

"W-WAIHIHIT! I have a deal for all of you! HAHAHA! PLEASE LISTEN TO MEHEHE!"

"Hmm... A deal? Go on, Servant!" Monaca said smiling" Jataro, Kotoko and Nagisa kept tickling nagito's belly and sides.

"Oh? What could this be?" Jataro said curiously.

"I hope it's a good deal or you will receive more punishment, I mean more tickles!" Masaru said.

Nagito didn't speak at first, as he was trying to catch his breath, but when he was able to speak he said.

"Uh-Well... You see, I know you're all having fun with me but... How about this... You free me from this chair and I bring you an adul- a demon from the city so you can have fun with him... What do you think...?"

Monaca After hearing that she felt intrigued by this proposal, her eyes widened and she smiled more saying.

"Oh, Servant... You're actually brilliant, I think we actually should accept your proposal, don't you think?" She turned to face the other kids who who simply shrugged their shoulders while agreed with Monaca.

"Fine! Servant you have yourself a deal! we will free you and you will go find a demon for us!"

Nagito looked surprised at them, he didn't think they would actually agree to do what he said.

He couldn't believe his luck... they actually agreed! It was too good to be true, but he'll make the most out of it, at least he could have some freedom for now.

"That's.. awesome! I promise you won't regret it. I'll bring you guys a demon for you to play with!" he said excitedly.

"Well, now that we all have an agreement, why don't you get us a demon like you promise... or you may face another punishment" monaca said with a slightly threatening aura.

the children untied Servant letting him go when Kotoko nodded "yeah! bring a ticklish demon! You have an hour, so hurry up.!"

Nagito nodded, knowing what kind of punishment he could get if he failed the deliver.

"A..alright! I'll bring back a demon for you to play with! I won't disappoint you!" He says, giving a nervous smile.

Nagito then exits the room quickly, it wouldn't be that difficult to find an adult, he just had to look in those makeshift hiding places they make and then he would have to trick them a little, although... Even though he has never cared too much about that... He felt sorry for who would be the next children's poor victim...

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