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Toe and Tongue Tied

Request: hey! idk if you’re open to writing smut fics still, but i was wondering if you could do a fic where reader and nat experiment with stocks. nat threatens to tie readers toes if they don’t behave, which of course they don’t. natasha then proceeds to drive reader crazy with all the tools. even though reader is being driven mad, they still get ridiculously turned on. if you can’t do this fic, absolutely no worries! thank you :)

Note: Thank you so much for this request! I have to say, writing smut can be a little difficult for me since I get embarrassed lol, but I truly enjoyed writing this one! Enjoy :)

Summary: Reader and Natasha have been dating for six months. Natasha decides to celebrate by fulfilling reader's fantasy with tickles and toe ties. ler!Natasha x lee! reader

Warnings: This fic is NSFW please do not read if you are a minor or someone who is uncomfortable with this. There is tickling, swearing, and sex so please be aware!

Word Count: 2370

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You and Natasha had been dating for a couple months at this point, and today was your 6 month anniversary. Each month you guys did something special on this day. However, Natasha suggested something that surprised you.

“I got a surprise for you, Y/N,” Natasha said, a smirk gracing her voice.

You figured you two were gonna have some special quality time together now that you two had gone to a fancy restaurant for dinner.

“Oh?” You questioned, wondering if she was gonna pop the question. You suddenly got nervous and weren’t sure if you were ready for this kind of commitment.

“Follow me,” Natasha said, gently grabbing your hand and leading you to the bedroom. Your heart raced and you felt sweat forming on your hands.

You two entered the bedroom as Natasha covered your eyes.

“Hey, what gives?” You asked, trying to pull away.

“Buckle up Y/N. Six months is a big milestone,” Natasha whispered in your ear, as your cheeks heated up and reddened drastically.

She removed her hand from your eyes and you saw a chair setup with stocks for your feet.

Your jaw dropped temporarily, unsure if you were seeing the right thing. You turned to glance at Natasha, unsure of what to say or do.

“Oh don’t give me that look, Y/N. Who do you think is gonna be in that chair? Not me. We both know who the sub is in this relationship,” Natasha teased.

“You want me in that right now?” You asked, still shy about the whole situation.

“Now.” Natasha stated firmly.

You sat in the chair, putting your feet into the openings of the stocks. You were currently still in your dress from the night out, which was sleeveless and leaving you feeling very exposed.

Natasha was in lingerie now and strutted confidently over to you, locking your feet into the stocks. She then walked over to your upper body to strap your arms in the ties above your head.

You had your arms around your torso, refusing to let her tie you. You knew exactly what was coming.

“Lift your arms up,” Natasha demanded.

You shook your head stubbornly, scooting away from her as much as you could.

“No?” Natasha asked, giving you a couple of quick pokes to the ribs and any open space she could find. You jerked away from her and giggled, swatting her hands away. However, she was too quick and snatched your swatting hand and put it in the wrist strap.

This left you defenseless with only one hand to protect yourself. She began to tickle your exposed armpit, making you squeal and immediately reach up to protect your sensitive skin. With that, she snatched your other hand and got it into the other wrist strap quickly.

“Now was that so hard?” Natasha asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Geez, if you wanted me in the ties so badly you could’ve just said so,” you replied back, knowing that if you bantered with her, she would give it to you a thousand times worse.

The redhead walked over to your feet, and began to lightly drag a nail down one of your feet. You clamped your mouth shut, not wanting to give in easily. Part of what attracted Natasha to you was your ability to challenge her. And challenge her you would.

“Y/N, you’re not gonna last that long if you’re already struggling from a few foot strokes,” the redhead commented, as you sat up slightly to see what she was doing.

She quickly curled all her fingers in, tickling the arch of your foot, making you flop back down and squirm as best as you could.

“You’re gonna run out of oxygen if you don’t laugh,” Natasha teased, now scribbling her nails underneath your toes, as you burst out laughing and curled up your toes.

Natasha moved her nails down to scratch away at your heels, making you involuntarily uncurl your toes.

“Oh what a good girl you are for me, giving me access to your toes again,” Natasha purred, tickling your toes again.

“NATAHAHAHASHA THIHIS IHIHIS MEHEHEAN,” you shouted.

“Oh you’ll see mean,” Natasha growled, now giving your feet a break and coming over to sit on your waist.

“Having fun?” Natasha asked, smirking down at you.

“No, now let me go,” you snapped back.

“I gotta tame you some more, huh?” Natasha said, taking her fingers and slowly tracing over your nipples. You bit your lip, barely stopping the moan that was begging to escape.

You bucked and pulled against your restraints, as she continued to stimulate the sensitive area.

“Not so mouthy now, are you Y/N?” Natasha asked, as you told her to fuck off through your gritted teeth.

With that, she moved her hands down to tickle your upper ribs, sending you into screaming laughter.

“HAHAHA NATAHAHAHASHA NOHOHOHO!” You screamed, trying your hardest to yank your arms down.

“Aww there’s your words again,” Natasha teased, drilling in between your ribs, shaking into them up and down, making you enter a frenzy of laughter.

“Which one do you want to be tickled, ribs or armpits?” Natasha asked.

“NEHEHEITHER NOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP,” you pleaded.

“Both? Alright!” Natasha responded, now wiggling her fingers into your bare armpits and drilling her thumb into the area between that and your ribs.

“GAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU,” you shouted through your laughter.

“How did you know what I was gonna do to you?” Natasha asked teasingly over your laughter. However, she could see you were getting low on air, so she decided to give you a break. She got off of you and reached into a bag near your feet.

“Ready to meet some new friends?” Natasha asked, taking a feather out from her bag.

You scrunched up your toes in anticipation, not letting her have easy access to a bad spot.

“Spread them,” Natasha growled, as you stuck your tongue out at her.

Natasha raised an eyebrow warningly and began to tickle your heels again to get you to uncurl. However, you weren’t giving in.

“If you don’t behave it’s gonna be so much worse for you,” she threatened. You pondered for a moment but still decided to play hardball.

“Alright, you asked for it,” Natasha said, taking out some string.

“What’s that?” You asked, now feeling a little scared.

“Toe ties,” Natasha said with a wolfish grin. With that, she tied your toes back so you couldn’t protect the sensitive skin around your toes.

“Now I’ve got perfect access,” Natasha said, now taking the feather and using it between your toes.

“NOHOHO NOHOHOT THAHAHAHAT,” you cried, as she continued to saw the feather back and forth between all of your toes on each foot. You gasped with laughter, occasionally going silent.

She then took the quill of the feather and traced it up and down the arches of your feet, making you jerk around in the stocks.

“How you holding up, Y/N?” Natasha asked with a smirk, knowing damn well you were suffering.

“Bite me,” you spat back, catching your breath. Natasha didn’t say a thing, but instead took out baby oil from her bag. She poured out a generous amount and began to apply it liberally to your feet.

“Enjoy your last words, because I’m gonna make you eat all the words you’ve said to me tonight,” Natasha said, narrowing her eyes at you. All you could do is shake your head in fear, as she began to use two hairbrushes on your feet, sending you into shrieks of laughter.

“OHOHKAY STAHAHAHAHAP IHIM SOHOHORRY IHIHI TAHAHAHAKE EHEHEVERYTHIHING BAHAHAHACK,” you pleaded, bucking in the restraints. Your begging only made her tickle you harder, as you struggled to keep up, letting a moan slip out every now and then. She knew your feet doubled up as a tickle and turn on spot.

You endured the brushes a while longer, before Natasha came back up to sit on your waist again.

“Please, no more,” you begged, giving her your best puppy dog eyes.

“You’re cute and I almost feel bad for you. But then again, it’s hot when you’re all riled up and begging for my mercy,” Natasha commented, leaning down slowly to kiss you.

You closed your eyes in anticipation, relieved to get a break. However, just as your lips met, you felt her fingers gliding up and down your sides, making you burst out into laughter as she continued to kiss you.

“Y/N! Quit moving so much, I’m trying to kiss you,” Natasha teased, as you shrieked with laughter, embarrassed by the situation. You would never admit it to her, but you secretly liked when she tickled and kissed you. You loved being her sub.

She stopped momentarily to full on kiss you, tweaking your side every now and then to make you jolt with surprise.

“You’re doing so well for me tonight,” Natasha said as she pulled away slowly from the kiss. You blushed and looked away, unsure of what to say.

“But don’t worry, I have more fun in store for you,” she said with a wink as you groaned.

“Oh don’t groan Y/N, you know you love this. I know you’re loving this,” the redhead said, as she took out her final tool. An electric toothbrush.

You cursed out loud as she took out two toothbrushes and held them up for you to see.

“Where do you want me to start?” Natasha asked.

“Up my ass!” You shot back, letting her know that your fight wasn’t over.

“Alright then,” Natasha said, taking your word literally and using it on the side of your butt, a spot she always found super amusing that you were ticklish on.

“NOHOT THEHEHERE NAHAHAHAT!” You squealed, bucking and squirming to the best of your abilities. You begged her to stop and move somewhere else, which to your luck, she did.

She then placed the toothbrush in your belly button and the other one on your neck, which made you squeal and shriek all over again.

At this point you were so tired and too ticklish to do anything but laugh.

“No more fight? How sad,” Natasha commented, grinning evilly.

She then moved down to your feet and began to use the toothbrushes on both of your feet and underneath your toes.

“NAHAHAHAT! PLEHEHEHEASE!” You begged, as she grinned up at you.

“Please what, Y/N?” Natasha asked.

“LEHEHEAVE MY FEHEHEET ALOHOHONE,” you begged.

You were exhausted at this point, and quite frankly, very wet, which Natasha had made sure to check.

“You’ve been so good for me tonight, Y/N,” Natasha said in a sultry tone.

“Can you be good for me one more time?” Natasha asked.

“Never in your wildest dreams,” you mustered up the strength to say.

Natasha raised an eyebrow, and took both electric toothbrushes and put them on the very inner part of your thigh, making you jump and buck at the sensation. It was the perfect mix of ticklish and stimulating.

“Unngh,” you moaned out, before breaking into ticklish laughter as it moved.

“Better behave,” Natasha growled, edging you with the toothbrushes.

You moaned out a pathetic refute, which caused Natasha to move both of the toothbrushes onto your nipples.

“Stay quiet,” Natasha demanded, as you bit your lip from the sensation.

“Yes ma'am,” you moaned out, as Natasha nodded with approval.

She moved the toothbrushes back down into the opening of your dress.

By now you were close and she knew.

She put the toothbrush against your clit, making you jump and moan, telling her to keep it there.

“You don’t tell me what to do,” Natasha said, reaching up to squeeze your side, as you collapsed into frustrated forced laughter.

After she punished you, she brought the toothbrushes back, now slowly inching closer to the sweet spot.

“Please, Nat,” you begged, arching your back.

“Please what? Use your words,” Natasha demanded.

“Please. Fuck me,” you moaned out, as she then moved the toothbrush against your clit.

“Ohhh,” you moaned, feeling your entire body heat up.

You arched your back more and you were seconds away from finishing. Just as you were ready to finish, Natasha turned the toothbrush off, leaving you frustrated and annoyed.

“Oh come on,” you said, now truly annoyed.

“Sorry, gotta teach a brat a lesson,” Natasha said, now tickling the shit out of your armpits, a place that was torture for you.

“NAHAHAHAT IHIHI HAHAHATE YOHOHOU,” you shouted, as she drilled her thumbs in, making you scream.

“Is that so? Whatever will I do?” Natasha asked teasingly.

“GEHEHET OHOFF AND LET MEHEHE FIHHIHINISH,” you cried, tugging at your restraints aggressively.

“Oh alright, fine,” Natasha said, now finally ceasing her tickle attack.

She took the toothbrush and put it back on your clit, now pressing in a little more, causing you to cry out in pleasure, only taking a few seconds to get back to your state of climax.

As you finished you moaned and cried out with pleasure, as your hips moved and rode out the waves. Natasha loved nothing more than hearing your cries of pleasure, so she added the second toothbrush and made you cum again, totaling out to three back to back orgasms.

After you recovered, Natasha untied you and carried you onto the bed to give you after care. She stroked your back to help you calm down after the experience.

“Thank you, cum again,” Natasha said, giggling at you as you rolled your eyes.

“How did I do?” Natasha asked after a while.

You paused, wanting to answer in the most sarcastic way possible, but it seemed like your girlfriend already knew your habits.

“Do not say what I think you will say because you know damn well I can put you right back into that chair and do it all over again,” Natasha warned you.

“Hmm, maybe I want that,” you said back smugly.

She flipped you over gently and began to give you back scratches, with the occasional side tickles because of your comment earlier. Six months had flown by, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world. It also helped that she was so good at everything she did. Including you.

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widowsistersandfriends · 8 days

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Can we talk about how powerful this question is: are you ticklish?

First of all, it’s so easy to see someone’s initial reaction to the question and figure out the truth

However, either answer you give will result in you being tickled

No = I think you’re lying let me test it

Yes = oh boy I wanna see how ticklish you are!

#tickle thoughts #tickles #tickling #sfw tickle #tickle community #tickle blog #lee mood #tickle #tickle trash #sfw tickle community

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widowsistersandfriends · 9 days

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Did you take all of my clothes to leave me naked and alone??? WHAT MAN IS TAKING HER CLOTHES??? THAT IS A LESBIAN LOVER

#Taylor swift #ttpd #the tortured poet’s department #gaylor #kaylor #karlie kloss

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widowsistersandfriends · 9 days

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god guilty as sin is so GAY

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widowsistersandfriends · 11 days

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The first gif should be illegal 😭

#tickle #tickling #tickles #tickle gifs

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widowsistersandfriends · 14 days

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THIS WAS ADORABLE

And umm maybe very flustering 🫣

I Figured (Yelena x Reader)

You wanted to get closer to Yelena, but didn’t know how, so you awkwardly ask Natasha for advice, but there was a price you had to pay…

Yelena looked over at you with playful concern in her eyes. All day, you had been playing playful pranks on her from stealing a handful of her food to sneaking up behind her and giving her sides a cheeky poke every now and again. You wanted to get closer to Yelena, but you knew you had to soften her up first of all, and her big sister Natasha said that you should do ‘a Kate Bishop’ and play pranks on her.

She did say however, that Yelena would probably tickle you to pieces as punishment, but that would be a price you would have to pay if you wanted to get closer to her.

So, for you, there were two advantages to what you were doing. As you didn’t hate the feeling of being tickled, you enjoyed the sensation and just… laughing in general.

You got on with Yelena, and were at least on talking terms if you were left alone for a little bit, but you didn’t think she’d go out of her way to hang out with you.

It was now your final prank, you put squirty cream in her slippers which she always wore in the evenings, you had a feeling this would be the final straw before she hunted you down and tickled you to pieces. You hid in your room and waited to hear her reaction.

“OH COME ON!” You heard someone yell, immediately knowing it was Yelena, you covered your mouth to hide the giggles which would uncover your hiding location. However, she immediately knew where you were and burst through the door, she gently slammed the slipper in your face and rubbed it in gently.

“You are a shithead, Y/N.” She announced, and since you couldn’t see due to having a slipper in your face and whipped cream over your eyes, she immediately dove in and started squeezing rapidly into your thighs.

You yelped, kicking out and throwing the slipper back at her, bursting into hysterical giggles as you fell back lying on the bed. “FUHUCK!”

Yelena rolled her eyes, focusing on the spot above your knees which got you squealing. “What? You did not think I was going to get you after what you have done to me all day? Huh?” The blonde teased as she gently straddled you now to gently dig her fingers into your hips, drilling her thumbs in and grinning easily as you shrieked with laughter, you pushed helplessly at her hands as you attempted to throw her off.

“Oh no no, we’re not having that.” Yelena smirked, now pinning your hands under her knees as she teasingly wiggled her fingers above you, causing you to squeal and look away from her fingers, but all she done was move her hands to follow your gaze. “Now where should I go next, hmm?” She asked with a teasing smile, but not giving you any chance to answer before shaking her fingers into your ribs.

“NowHEHEHEHEHERE!” You screeched out, shaking your head as you broke into giggly laughter, throwing your head back as you pulled at your hands, but knowing you were not going to be able to escape, but really, you weren’t complaining.

“Nowhere? I think that’s a lie, IIIIII think you actually wanted this.” Yelena teased, now adjusting your arms slightly, still pinned as she now scribbled under your arms, watching as your face turned bright red with helpless giggles. You couldn’t believe she actually figured it out, but then again, with all of her past training, you shouldn’t be too surprised.

“NOHOHOHO I DIDNT!” You whined between fits of laughter, now attempting to squeeze your arms against your sides in an attempt to get some sort of relief from the playful torture. However, Yelena just raised her eyebrows, pausing her attack briefly.

“Hm, so I was just imagining it when I saw you watch me get Kate Bishop with jealousy in your eyes? Or when you tried to initiate things by poking me all day?” Yelena asked very casually as she rolled your top up without you realising.

You were too embarrassed to speak, you stuttered and giggled nervously as you turned your head away from her. “I-I well- uhAHAHAHAHAHAH!” You screeched as Yelena suddenly blew a huge raspberry onto your belly, you attempted to arch your back whilst cackles escaped from your mouth, the surprise attack was more than enough to almost break you.

The blonde grinned, blowing huge raspberries into both sides and then your belly once more before finally rolling off you, so you instantly tugged your shirt down, a permanent grin on your face. “Th-that was…” you couldn’t finish your sentence as you took in deep breaths.

“Super fun, I know, I figured. But hey, if you wanted to spend time together, all you had to do was ask.” Yelena told you gently, poking your belly with a fond smile.

You nodded, a slight blush on your face. “Thank you… would.. would you like to go and get ice cream?” You asked shyly.

Yelena chuckled, nodding and getting up off your bed. “Of course we can, but you’re paying.” She winked and went to get ready.

You beamed, getting up and doing the same, finally feeling closer than ever to Yelena, it was worth taking her big sister’s advice.

#marvel tickle #Yelena belova #yelena x reader #ticklish!reader #ler!yelena #tickle fic #avengers tickle #avengers tickle fic #marvel tickle fic #mcu tickle #mcu tickle fic #black widow

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widowsistersandfriends · 16 days

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Ew he is flat out disgusting and racist 🤢 I hope she drops this douchebag before it’s too late…

Taylor, Taylor, Taylor. You think this dude won’t end up saying being just as bad as Matty (who you cut ties with at the drop of a hat)? He’s already had multiple embarrassing episodes and he’ll continue doing so. All while using your name and music for clout. The time to shave the beard was months ago, but better late than never.

#Taylor swift #Travis kelce #fuck travis kelce #gaylor swift #kaylor #the pr of it all #racism #disgusting racist pos #xenophobia #signal boost

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widowsistersandfriends · 17 days

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Interesting results…seems like most of y’all are opposite of me 😂😂

I’m curious if other lees agree with me on this…do you prefer playful lers that laugh along with you and tease you, or a more serious one that knows how to torture you and make you know they have all the power?

#tickle polls #tickle poll #tickle questions #tickle community #tk community #tickle blog #tickle thoughts #tickling #tickles #lers #lee

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widowsistersandfriends · 18 days

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#tickle poll #tickle polls #tickle questions #tickle community #I’m very curious lol

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widowsistersandfriends · 19 days

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This spot should be banned

Don’t forget to tickle the tops of the feet, especially where they meet the toes

#tickling #tickle thoughts #rude

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widowsistersandfriends · 20 days

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Manners

Request: Can I request a fic where Kate sees Natasha tickle Yelena. Then maybe a week later the image is still in her head and decides to try it out for herself?

Summary: Yelena has no regards to manners when it comes to eating, so Natasha knows a way to get her to cooperate. Kate sees this interaction and decides to test it out for herself.

Notes: Thank you so much for this request! It was very cute and I enjoyed writing it! Hope you like it :)

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Natasha, Yelena, and Kate were all sitting on a couch together, watching a movie at night. There were lots of blankets, snacks, drinks, and most importantly sugar surrounding the girls. Yelena opened her bag of popcorn, stuffing handfuls into her mouth while asking Natasha what was happening.

“Yelena, haven’t we been over this? Don’t talk with your mouth spilling popcorn everywhere,” Natasha playfully scolded.

“Whatever Poser, just answer the question,” Yelena said, stuffing another handful into her mouth.

“You know what? I actually think we should teach you manners first before we finish the movie,” Natasha said, putting the popcorn bag on the coffee table. Yelena’s mouth dropped open in betrayal, much to Natasha and Kate’s amusement.

Yelena quickly tried to throw the numerous blankets off of her, but Natasha used this to her advantage. The redhead grabbed the other end of the blanket, using it to wrap Yelena up into a little human burrito with her feet sticking out. Natasha, being skilled at this, knew all the loopholes and made sure to cover them all. She had put the opening of the blanket underneath Yelena so she couldn’t uncover herself and escape. However, she also made sure Yelena’s feet and head were sticking out so she could breathe, but also be tickled to pieces.

“Natasha! Let me eat my popcorn!” The blonde shouted angrily, kicking and struggling to escape.

“Not until you learn how to eat it properly,” Natasha teased, placing one hand on Yelena’s shins, and using her other hand to drag a nail up her foot.

“AH! Natasha don’t!” Yelena threatened, already starting to break out into a grin.

Meanwhile, Kate was sitting on the other end of the couch, watching curiously. It was rare for her to see Yelena lose to anyone, even in a playful fight. Usually she was so tough and could defeat anyone in her path. However, Kate knew this could come in handy for her someday. The brunette quietly grabbed a soda off the table and sat back to watch and take mental notes.

“Laughing already?” Natasha teased, still using one finger to drag up and down Yelena’s foot.

“Ihihi’m nohohot,” Yelena stubbornly giggled out.

“Sounds like giggles to me,” Natasha remarked, now using her two index fingers to tickle each foot.

Yelena cursed at her sister, twisting around with her arms trapped underneath the wrapped blanket.

“It’s okay to laugh and be a little ticklish weakling,” Natasha teased, knowing that her sister was always so tough, except when she was faced with a light touch.

“Nehehever hehehe,” Yelena adorably giggled, much to Kate’s surprise.

“You can barely stand one finger, just wait until I use all ten of mine,” Natasha said, promptly switching to spidering all ten of her fingers over her sister’s soft soles, sending the blonde into frantic laughter.

“NATAHAHAHASHA PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP,” Yelena pleaded.

“Are you gonna eat popcorn properly?” Natasha asked, as the blonde just stubbornly shook her head while laughing her head off.

“You sure about that?” Natasha asked, holding her toes back and using her other hand to tickle the spot right underneath them. This caused Yelena to shriek and kick desperately, as she couldn’t stand the overly sensitive ticklish sensation she was feeling.

“OHOKAHAHAY STAHAHAHAP IHIHI GIHIHIVE,” Yelena screamed, aggressively nodding yes when her sister asked her if she would eat popcorn properly.

“See Kate?” That’s exactly how you break her,” Natasha commented, helping Yelena unwrap herself from the blanket.

“Kate Bishop don’t you dare. If you try anything I will twist you into a pretzel and leave you there,” Yelena threatened, staring the brunette down.

Kate just nodded, scared of any retaliation that would occur.

“Nah, don't fall for her fake toughness. She’ll crumble the minute you tickle her,” Natasha said, proving her point by squeezing her sister’s side, earning a yelp and a slap on the arm.

The three of them settled down and finished the movie, as Yelena ate her popcorn properly…for now.

A few days later, Yelena was going to the store to get a few things.

“Does anyone need anything?” Yelena called out.

Kate perked up at the question, as she needed a new umbrella, as hers had broken in the wind.

“Can you pick up an umbrella for me?” Kate asked, her voice quieting at the end.

“Sorry Kate, I don’t have time for errands for peasants,” Yelena said teasingly, but maintaining enough seriousness to mess with Kate. Most of the time Kate would get down and think Yelena was serious until the blonde would explain that she’s just teasing. Yelena expected this reaction again, but to her surprise, Kate was heading towards her confidently.

For once, Yelena cowered slightly, unsure of what Kate was gonna do. As tough and strong as Yelena was, Kate was also a strong and skilled fighter herself.

“You wanna think again about that statement?” Kate asked, catching Yelena off guard and throwing her onto the couch. Kate quickly pinned Yelena’s wrists under her knees, leaving her whole torso exposed.

There was a small flash of fear on Yelena’s face before she returned to her snarky self.

“Kate Bishop, this is nice and all, but you heard me. I have errands to run, and not for you,” the blonde said, sticking her tongue out to taunt Kate.

“Good thing I know your weakness!” Kate said cheerfully, but partly nervous. She didn’t know if Yelena would want to be tickled by her or if she would get mad. But she was so intrigued by her weakness that she just had to explore it more. With that, Kate wiggled her fingers menacingly and began to claw at Yelena’s ribs.

The blonde exploded into laughter, not used to Kate’s tickle techniques.

“KAHAHATE! WHY!?!” Yelena shouted, struggling to get out from under her.

“I’m not gonna stop until you get my umbrella!” Kate said triumphantly, enjoying this rare power over her friend.

“SCREHEHEW YOHOHOU,” Yelena retorted, as Kate blew a raspberry on her stomach and tickled up and down her sides.

The blonde let out a new round of fresh belly laughter, unable to control her reactions.

Kate reached down to squeeze Yelena’s knees and thighs, earning her even more laughter and kicks, making it hard for her to keep Yelena pinned.

Kate then decided to explore another spot. What she didn’t know was that she had hit the jackpot. Kate took her sharp nails and began to wiggle them on the side of Yelena’s neck, causing the blonde to scrunch up and squeal, a sight that was as rare as a blue moon.

Yelena was now laughing silently, shaking her head to try to get her friend to stop. Kate couldn’t help but laugh and quickly used her other hand to get a video.

Yelena had reached max embarrassment and her face was flushed a deep red, as she tapped out without a word.

The blonde laid there panting, processing what had just happened, before shooting a glare at Kate.

“What was that?” Yelena asked in disbelief, word for word for what she said in the elevator after she was slapped.

“Well, I’ve seen Natasha do it so much and it always works. So I decided to try it myself,” Kate said with a smug grin.

“You are so annoying,” Yelena said with an eye roll.

“Why do you need an umbrella anyway?” Yelena asked after a bit.

“Oh, I actually don’t need one. I just wanted an excuse to tickle you,” Kate said with a sly grin.

“Oh really?” Yelena said, now tackling her friend and tormenting her a thousand times worse. Safe to say, they all knew how to keep each other in check. All through the power of tickles.

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