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Kiran introduces Cassidy to their new League friend, GiggleFit. But when GiggleFit makes a teasing comment about her girlfriend, things escalate into a voice chat competition between the couples.
Word Count: 2,670
NB/M Tickling | F/F Tickling | Armpit Tickling | Nipple Tickling | Tummy Tickling | Forced Ticklegasms | Enby Pussy | Heavy Teasing
It was a lazy afternoon, and the sound of rapid-fire mouse clicking and key clacking filled the tiny apartment. The blinds were closed, leaving the only light in the living room the glow of a big, boxy monitor that was old enough to drink. Beneath the desk — a cheap, foldable card table — sat a roaring computer tower. One side was missing, cords haphazardly strewn across the floor. Seated in front of it, in a folding chair held together by duct tape and a prayer, the room’s sole occupant was locked in a fearsome struggle.
Or rather, their opponent was locked in a struggle. Kiran was utterly unbothered, only half paying attention as they yapped into their $5 headset mic.
“I’m tellin’ ya, GiggleFit, you’re really over thinkin’ things.”
“I am soooo not! I told you they were doing dragon!” A hyperactive voice in their headset responded. Breathless and tense, the complete opposite of Kiran. “And I was right!”
“Yeah, totes. You called the spit out of that. But, they’re dead now and it’s all ours. So this is the part where you type in all chat ‘ty 4 leash.’ and then spam your mastery emote.” As they explained, Kiran clicked on the dragon, then did just that. The extravagant golden icon appeared above their head. Seconds later, a matching one appeared above their teammate’s, bringing a smile to their face. “Heck yeah! Now you’re playin’ like a champ.”
“What happens if they — oh wow. You were soooo right, they’re soooo mad!” GiggleFit said, laughing. Sure enough, the chat was being spammed by the enemy team:
Kiran laughed and typed back a single “?” as they finished taking dragon and started pushing down midlane with their new buff. “They’re big mad. Good job, Giggles!”
Their partner, someone they’d just met a few days ago, giggled — a sound that set Kiran’s heart aflutter — and responded to the deluge of abuse with another “?”
Kiran had never been more proud.
“You think we’re gonna win?” GiggleFit asked as they took the first tower, then kept pushing to take the next. She shrieked when a furious Kha’zix appeared from the fog of war, landing on her unprotected Neeko and dropping her health to single digits in a single hit.
“Oh yeah, totes. Use your ult and go gold.” She did as they said, giving Kiran the time to swoop in, blind the bug, and burst him down with a barrage of poison darts. Neeko’s ult went off, dealing the killing blow and clearing the path for them to retreat. “You’re heckin’ amazing, Giggles.”
GiggleFit laughed. “Nuh uh, I can only play Neeko. If she gets banned, I just int the whole time.”
“Heh, sounds like my boyfriend. Except in his case, it’s every champ, even his mains.” As the slander left their lips, the door to the apartment flew open. Kiran beamed and looked past their monitor. “Oh snap! He’s home. Hey, Babe! How was work?”
The door slammed shut in response, followed by a bellow of anger. “FFFFFFUCK! I fucking hate my goddamned fucking shitty ass fucking co-workers. Holy FUCK!”
“Good day, huh?” Kiran replied with a chuckle.
Cassidy came into the living room, his tie already undone and hanging around his neck, his white work shirt unbuttoned. He had a beer in his hand and a scowl on his face.
“It was a shit load of fuck. I hate my goddamned fucking job.” Cassidy threw his head back and downed his beer in a single gulp. Then, he disappeared into the bedroom. “FUCK! K, did you forget to put the laundry away?”
Kiran blinked. A genuine, sheepish laugh escaped as they glanced over their shoulder. “Ah geez. Sorry, babe. I’ve been locked-in all afternoon with Giggles and I forgot. I’ll put them away after this game. Shouldn’t take more than a few more minutes.”
“Oooh, what does your boyfriend do? His job sounds like it sucks!” GiggleFit asked between frightened squeals, panic-spamming her keys when Kha’zix returned with a vengeance.
“Cass works at Spry’s Techtronics. He makes it sound worse than it is. He’s actually amazing. Kid could sell ice to a penguin.” They made quick work of Kha’zix and pinged Baron, while taking GiggleFit and heading bot lane.
“Shouldn’t we help?” GiggleFit asked as the three other members of their team started spamming missing pins on the duo.
“Nah, they’ve got that. If we take it now, we’ll just win.”
“Aren’t we trying to win?”
“Yeah, I guess, but c’mon. This’ll be way more fun.” Kiran glanced over their shoulder, greeting Cassidy with a kiss. They grinned at the scowl on his face.
“The fuck are you two dumbasses doing? Your team is doing Baron, what the fuck, K?”
“We’re having fun, Cass. You should try it. Do you wanna take over so I can get the laundry?”
Cassidy shook his head. “Nah, I already did it.” He’d changed out of his work clothes and was dressed in a loose fitting green shirt and basketball shorts. “Seriously, you should just fucking group, you’re gonna throw.”
“That’s what I was saying!” GiggleFit chirped into the headset. Then, she gasped, “Oh! Can I talk to him? I wanna meet your boyfriend!”
“Oh snap, yeah! Hang on.” Kiran took off their headset. “They wanna meet you,” they explained, unplugging the headset. GiggleFit’s voice came through tinny through the dollar store speakers attached to the computer. “Say hi, Cassidy! This is the cool girl I was telling you about.”
Cassidy rolled his eyes, but said, “Sup. You’re GiggleFit? K won’t shut up about you or whatever. Says you’re pretty cool.”
“Yeah! Well, my name is Faye. You can just call me that. Or Giggles! I like both. My girlfriend calls me Kitty.” Faye’s voice was not what Cassidy had been expecting. She was energetic, but not the high-pitched, annoying e-girl voice he’d feared.
Then she giggled. He felt a sudden flush on his cheeks.
“Giggles is super cool. And she’s way better at League than you are, Cass. She can actually last hit.” Kiran stuck their tongue out and chuckled when Cassidy’s blush turned dangerous and his brow furrowed.
“Hey, fuck you. I don’t even want to be good at this shitty game.”
“Yeah, okay.”
“Fuck you!”
Faye giggled again. “Aw, I’m sure you’re great, Cass! You can’t be worse than my girlfriend. Oh em gee, Simone is sooooo bad at League. She can’t even beat intermediate bots on her — EEK! Hehehe! St-Stahahap! What’d I dohohoho?”
Kiran’s clicking slowed to a halt. Cassidy’s scowl disappeared.
A new voice came over the speakers, one that Kiran hadn’t heard before. Lower, sultry, disapproving, but with a clear hint of a smirk in her tone. “Oh, I’m just soooo bad, am I? You just love getting yourself into trouble, don’t you, Kitty?”
“NYAHAHA! I’m sohohohory — EEEEhehehe! It’s nahahahat my fault you’re bahahahad!” Faye’s laughter pitched up speed and pitch. The sound of something hitting her desk came over the mic. “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!”
“Not where? Not here? How about here? Ooh, what about here? Uh oh, looks like someone’s gonna die. Oh no…”
Kiran bit their lip. They caught sight of something from the corner of their eye and turned. A devious smirk spread across their lips. Cassidy was pitching one hell of a tent. And for good reason, Faye’s laughter was intoxicating. Almost as if her voice was stirring up a bubbling warmth in their chest, spilling over into the rest of their body.
“What’s, um…what’s up, Giggles?” Kiran asked. They already knew the answer, but desperately wanted to see how Cassidy would react if she said it aloud.
“SHEHEHEHE’S TEEEEE — TIHIHIHICKLING MEEEHEHE!”
“Aww, but you just loooove being tickled, Kitty. You just loooove it when I grab this soft, pudgy belly and give it a little kitchy, kitchy, kitchy!”
The sound of Faye pounding the desk was almost loud enough to drown out her shrieking plea of, “NAHAHAHAT THE TUMMY EHEHEHEHE!”
“Fuck.” Cassidy groaned. The bulge in his shorts grew harder; fists clenching at his sides. “Should we, um. Wait, what the?!” He was too stunned to do anything but acquiesce when Kiran suddenly stood up and pushed him down into the chair.
Pushing the chair up to the desk, Kiran reached around Cassidy. They took his hands, placed one on the keyboard, the other on the mouse. Then they leaned against his ear and spoke loud enough to make sure the girls on the other side of the voice chat could hear.
“Alright, gamer, here’s the deal. You’re gonna win this game for me.”
“What the fuck?! I can’t play fucking TEEE — FUCK!” Cassidy clamped his mouth shut, fighting with all his might to keep from laughing. Kiran’s fingers dug into his sides, pinching and prodding his ribs relentlessly.
“And if you don’t, you’re gonna be joining Giggles.” Kiran dug their fingers into his sides, scribbling them up to the edge of his armpits, then back down to his hips. “Got it, gamer?”
Cassidy nodded frantically. He focused, trying to figure out what kind of ridiculous item build Kiran had slapped together. But whenever the persistent scribbling closed in on his pits, he sputtered and had to fight to keep from squirming away. Worse, he could feel Kiran chuckling right next to his ear.
“C’mon, gamer. You got this. Don’t tank my win-rate. You wouldn’t wanna do that to poor Giggles, would you?”
But Giggles was anything but focused on the game. Faye’s laughter had become frantic, her voice drilling into Cassidy’s ears and sending a desperate impulse straight to his cock. The laughter would have been devastating enough on its own — her voice was gorgeous and infectious — but the fucking teasing was obliterating his meager defenses.
“EEEHEHEHE! NO PINCHEEHEHEHES! AHAHAHA! Pl — PLEEEEHEHSE! I’M SAHAHAHAHAREEEHEHEHE!”
“Kitchy koo! Gitchy, gitchy! Who’s got a ticklish tummy? Mommy’s ticklish little Kitty! Yes she does!”
Fuck. Simone’s voice was just as hot. Even if it wasn’t directed at him, when Kiran’s fingers squeezed his stomach, it felt like it was. Fuck. Tickling was one thing, but after the day he’d had, he’d come home horny as hell and hoping for some action.
Just not like this.
And Kiran — fucking Kiran — was doing everything they could to make it worse. “How’s my big ticklish gamer boy doing?” One hand focused in on the top of his ribs, dangerously close to his armpit. The other slid around his waist, stroking his throbbing cock through his shorts. “Poor baby is getting all worked up just from these itty bitty tickles!”
They chuckled and kissed Cassidy’s ear. “You’re getting ganked, b-t-dubs.”
God. Fucking. Dammit.
The last of Cassidy’s strength shattered, and he tumbled backward, clamping his arms down and laughing like mad. “Stahahahap! Fahahahack yoohohohou!”
“Uh oh! Someone’s got a potty mouth.” Kiran teased.
Then, to Cassidy’s absolute horror, Simone chimed in. “I think these naughty little troublemakers need to be punished.” There was a loud crash. Then Faye’s laughter exploded. Louder, more frantic than before.
“NYAAAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEEEHEHEEASE MOHOHOHOMMEEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHO!”
Kiran snickered. Cassidy’s blood ran cold.
“You hear that? Don’t wanna let the ladies show us up, do you?” Before Cassidy could protest, Kiran pulled the chair back. The moment his back hit the ground, his arms were pinned down.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!
“Don’t do it you FUCKER!” Cassidy kicked his feet, bucked his hips, thrashed left and right, but nothing he tried could dislodge Kiran’s perch on his arms. Their damned wiggling fingers closing in on his goddamned, “Don’t fucking tickle my armpits, FUCKAAHAHAHAHAHA!”
No amount of cursing or threatening could have saved him. The sinister grin on Kiran’s face, their tongue poking from their lips and eyes narrowed with devious delight, was all the proof he needed to know he was fucked.
“Whose got the most tickly ticklish pits in the whole wide world? Is it you, gamer boy?” Despite their teasing tone, Kiran wasted no time on warming up. Their thick, powerful fingers drilled right into the center of Cassidy’s armpits.
“FAHAHAHAHACK YOOHOHOHOHOU! STAHAHAHAP — FUCK — STAHAHAP!” There was no escape. A constant stream of maddening, ticklish fury that rushed straight to his thrusting hips and throbbing cock. Made all the worse by the voices coming from the computer speakers.
“Tickle, tickle, tickly nipples! I’m gonna get her! I’m gonna get her! Here it cooooomes!”
“MOOOOHOHOHOHOMMEEEEHEEHEHE! NOHOHOHOT MY NIHIHIHIPS! PLEEEASE!” And then Faye said something that took Cassidy from horny to brimming on the edge of cumming. “I’M GAHAHAHAHAHANNAAHAHAHA — I’M GAHAHAHA — GONNA CAAHAAHAHHAM!”
And Simone’s response, “I knooooow. And when you do…I’m gonna tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle you even more!” forced a breathy moan through Cassidy’s peels of laughter.
“Oooh, that sounds fun! Hey, Simone, was it it?” Kiran clamped a hand down on Cassidy’s mouth while the other dipped into his sleeve to attack his bare, hairless pit.
“Hm? Oh, you’re…TigerTop01? What’s up?”
The switch-up, from teasing to casual, would have blown Cassidy’s mind if he had a chance to appreciate it.
Kiran grinned down at Cassidy. A look that sent a shiver down his spine and to the tip of his dick. “Since these naughty kids can’t win a game of League, how about we play a game instead? I bet I can make Cassie cum first.”
“FUCK NOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHA! NOT ON MIC YOU FAHAHAHAHACK!”
“Ooooh, I love it! But, I’ll warn you now.” Simone’s voice lowered into a husky growl. “I’m an expert at making this kitty purr. But, I’ll take it easy on her to give you a chance.”
“Heh, I was thinking the same thing.” Kiran licked their lips. “And how about we make it even more interesting? We’ll meet up this weekend and the loser gets tickled by everyone.”
“Mmmm, I love that. Ready?”
“Set.”
“Go!” In unison, the tickling intensified against all reasoning. Kiran grabbed Cassidy’s shirt and pulled it up over his head, blinding him and smothering his laughter, but leaving his sensitive upper body completely exposed. One hand took up residence in his armpit, strumming it like a guitar. The other skittered down to his chest, big, rough fingers flicking his nipple.
“C’mon, Cassie, I knoooow how horny you are, gamer boy. Hearing that pretty girl get tiiiiiickled and teeeeased by another pretty girl. I know you wanna cum!”
“AAAHAHAHAHA! STAAAHAHAHAP! I DOHOHOHON’T WAAAAHAHAHAANA!” But despite his protests, his hips thrust, a wet stain growing on the straining fabric.
“If we win, I’ll do that thing you love with my mouth.” Kiran hissed. Then, they lowered their voice and slid closer, clamping their thighs on either side of Cassidy’s head. “And if we lose, I’m gonna put on the gloves and spend the rest of the night tickling your balls.”
“FUUUUCK! NAHAHAHAHA! I’M TRYHIHIHIHING! FAHAHAHACK!”
But Simone was every bit as competitive as Kiran. There was the briefest blip in Faye’s laughter, and then it came back in full, ear-splitting force. So shrill that Kiran actually paused for a second, looking up in concern.
“NAHAHAHAHAHAT YOOHOHOHOR TAAAAAAHAHAHAH — TOHOHOHOHONGUE! NYAHAHAHA!” Over the laughter, the duo could hear the sound smacking lips and moans from Faye’s wicked girlfriend.
Kiran blinked. Then they looked down at Cassidy with a grin.
“Guess we better serve it up, huh?”
Cassidy howled with laughter when Kiran bent over him, nibbling and sucking on one hardened nipple. The fingers drilling into his armpits, the firm suckling and teeth grinding his tortured boy tit. They rubbed their pussy into Cassidy’s face and moaned.
“Cum for me, babe.”
“Time to cum, Kitty!”
Faye’s voice caught in her throat; Cassidy’s voice cracked. With a deafening scream and a carnal moan, the winner was decided, but the tickling just kept going.
On the post-match Defeat screen, TigerTop01 and GiggleFit’s teammates were lambasting them. Slurs, insults, threats against every member of their families.
Word Count: 2,670
NB/M Tickling | F/F Tickling | Armpit Tickling | Nipple Tickling | Tummy Tickling | Forced Ticklegasms | Enby Pussy | Heavy Teasing
It was a lazy afternoon, and the sound of rapid-fire mouse clicking and key clacking filled the tiny apartment. The blinds were closed, leaving the only light in the living room the glow of a big, boxy monitor that was old enough to drink. Beneath the desk — a cheap, foldable card table — sat a roaring computer tower. One side was missing, cords haphazardly strewn across the floor. Seated in front of it, in a folding chair held together by duct tape and a prayer, the room’s sole occupant was locked in a fearsome struggle.
Or rather, their opponent was locked in a struggle. Kiran was utterly unbothered, only half paying attention as they yapped into their $5 headset mic.
“I’m tellin’ ya, GiggleFit, you’re really over thinkin’ things.”
An enemy has been slain — Double Kill — Triple Kill!
“I am soooo not! I told you they were doing dragon!” A hyperactive voice in their headset responded. Breathless and tense, the complete opposite of Kiran. “And I was right!”
“Yeah, totes. You called the spit out of that. But, they’re dead now and it’s all ours. So this is the part where you type in all chat ‘ty 4 leash.’ and then spam your mastery emote.” As they explained, Kiran clicked on the dragon, then did just that. The extravagant golden icon appeared above their head. Seconds later, a matching one appeared above their teammate’s, bringing a smile to their face. “Heck yeah! Now you’re playin’ like a champ.”
“What happens if they — oh wow. You were soooo right, they’re soooo mad!” GiggleFit said, laughing. Sure enough, the chat was being spammed by the enemy team:
Fuk u!
KYS
I hope your mom gets cancer and dies
Report x9
KYS
I hope your mom gets cancer and dies
Report x9
Kiran laughed and typed back a single “?” as they finished taking dragon and started pushing down midlane with their new buff. “They’re big mad. Good job, Giggles!”
Their partner, someone they’d just met a few days ago, giggled — a sound that set Kiran’s heart aflutter — and responded to the deluge of abuse with another “?”
Kiran had never been more proud.
“You think we’re gonna win?” GiggleFit asked as they took the first tower, then kept pushing to take the next. She shrieked when a furious Kha’zix appeared from the fog of war, landing on her unprotected Neeko and dropping her health to single digits in a single hit.
“Oh yeah, totes. Use your ult and go gold.” She did as they said, giving Kiran the time to swoop in, blind the bug, and burst him down with a barrage of poison darts. Neeko’s ult went off, dealing the killing blow and clearing the path for them to retreat. “You’re heckin’ amazing, Giggles.”
GiggleFit laughed. “Nuh uh, I can only play Neeko. If she gets banned, I just int the whole time.”
“Heh, sounds like my boyfriend. Except in his case, it’s every champ, even his mains.” As the slander left their lips, the door to the apartment flew open. Kiran beamed and looked past their monitor. “Oh snap! He’s home. Hey, Babe! How was work?”
The door slammed shut in response, followed by a bellow of anger. “FFFFFFUCK! I fucking hate my goddamned fucking shitty ass fucking co-workers. Holy FUCK!”
“Good day, huh?” Kiran replied with a chuckle.
Cassidy came into the living room, his tie already undone and hanging around his neck, his white work shirt unbuttoned. He had a beer in his hand and a scowl on his face.
“It was a shit load of fuck. I hate my goddamned fucking job.” Cassidy threw his head back and downed his beer in a single gulp. Then, he disappeared into the bedroom. “FUCK! K, did you forget to put the laundry away?”
Kiran blinked. A genuine, sheepish laugh escaped as they glanced over their shoulder. “Ah geez. Sorry, babe. I’ve been locked-in all afternoon with Giggles and I forgot. I’ll put them away after this game. Shouldn’t take more than a few more minutes.”
Double K — Triple K — Quadra Kill!
“Oooh, what does your boyfriend do? His job sounds like it sucks!” GiggleFit asked between frightened squeals, panic-spamming her keys when Kha’zix returned with a vengeance.
“Cass works at Spry’s Techtronics. He makes it sound worse than it is. He’s actually amazing. Kid could sell ice to a penguin.” They made quick work of Kha’zix and pinged Baron, while taking GiggleFit and heading bot lane.
“Shouldn’t we help?” GiggleFit asked as the three other members of their team started spamming missing pins on the duo.
“Nah, they’ve got that. If we take it now, we’ll just win.”
“Aren’t we trying to win?”
“Yeah, I guess, but c’mon. This’ll be way more fun.” Kiran glanced over their shoulder, greeting Cassidy with a kiss. They grinned at the scowl on his face.
“The fuck are you two dumbasses doing? Your team is doing Baron, what the fuck, K?”
“We’re having fun, Cass. You should try it. Do you wanna take over so I can get the laundry?”
Cassidy shook his head. “Nah, I already did it.” He’d changed out of his work clothes and was dressed in a loose fitting green shirt and basketball shorts. “Seriously, you should just fucking group, you’re gonna throw.”
“That’s what I was saying!” GiggleFit chirped into the headset. Then, she gasped, “Oh! Can I talk to him? I wanna meet your boyfriend!”
“Oh snap, yeah! Hang on.” Kiran took off their headset. “They wanna meet you,” they explained, unplugging the headset. GiggleFit’s voice came through tinny through the dollar store speakers attached to the computer. “Say hi, Cassidy! This is the cool girl I was telling you about.”
Cassidy rolled his eyes, but said, “Sup. You’re GiggleFit? K won’t shut up about you or whatever. Says you’re pretty cool.”
“Yeah! Well, my name is Faye. You can just call me that. Or Giggles! I like both. My girlfriend calls me Kitty.” Faye’s voice was not what Cassidy had been expecting. She was energetic, but not the high-pitched, annoying e-girl voice he’d feared.
Then she giggled. He felt a sudden flush on his cheeks.
“Giggles is super cool. And she’s way better at League than you are, Cass. She can actually last hit.” Kiran stuck their tongue out and chuckled when Cassidy’s blush turned dangerous and his brow furrowed.
“Hey, fuck you. I don’t even want to be good at this shitty game.”
“Yeah, okay.”
“Fuck you!”
Faye giggled again. “Aw, I’m sure you’re great, Cass! You can’t be worse than my girlfriend. Oh em gee, Simone is sooooo bad at League. She can’t even beat intermediate bots on her — EEK! Hehehe! St-Stahahap! What’d I dohohoho?”
Kiran’s clicking slowed to a halt. Cassidy’s scowl disappeared.
A new voice came over the speakers, one that Kiran hadn’t heard before. Lower, sultry, disapproving, but with a clear hint of a smirk in her tone. “Oh, I’m just soooo bad, am I? You just love getting yourself into trouble, don’t you, Kitty?”
“NYAHAHA! I’m sohohohory — EEEEhehehe! It’s nahahahat my fault you’re bahahahad!” Faye’s laughter pitched up speed and pitch. The sound of something hitting her desk came over the mic. “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!”
“Not where? Not here? How about here? Ooh, what about here? Uh oh, looks like someone’s gonna die. Oh no…”
An ally has been slain!
Kiran bit their lip. They caught sight of something from the corner of their eye and turned. A devious smirk spread across their lips. Cassidy was pitching one hell of a tent. And for good reason, Faye’s laughter was intoxicating. Almost as if her voice was stirring up a bubbling warmth in their chest, spilling over into the rest of their body.
“What’s, um…what’s up, Giggles?” Kiran asked. They already knew the answer, but desperately wanted to see how Cassidy would react if she said it aloud.
“SHEHEHEHE’S TEEEEE — TIHIHIHICKLING MEEEHEHE!”
“Aww, but you just loooove being tickled, Kitty. You just loooove it when I grab this soft, pudgy belly and give it a little kitchy, kitchy, kitchy!”
The sound of Faye pounding the desk was almost loud enough to drown out her shrieking plea of, “NAHAHAHAT THE TUMMY EHEHEHEHE!”
“Fuck.” Cassidy groaned. The bulge in his shorts grew harder; fists clenching at his sides. “Should we, um. Wait, what the?!” He was too stunned to do anything but acquiesce when Kiran suddenly stood up and pushed him down into the chair.
Pushing the chair up to the desk, Kiran reached around Cassidy. They took his hands, placed one on the keyboard, the other on the mouse. Then they leaned against his ear and spoke loud enough to make sure the girls on the other side of the voice chat could hear.
“Alright, gamer, here’s the deal. You’re gonna win this game for me.”
“What the fuck?! I can’t play fucking TEEE — FUCK!” Cassidy clamped his mouth shut, fighting with all his might to keep from laughing. Kiran’s fingers dug into his sides, pinching and prodding his ribs relentlessly.
“And if you don’t, you’re gonna be joining Giggles.” Kiran dug their fingers into his sides, scribbling them up to the edge of his armpits, then back down to his hips. “Got it, gamer?”
Cassidy nodded frantically. He focused, trying to figure out what kind of ridiculous item build Kiran had slapped together. But whenever the persistent scribbling closed in on his pits, he sputtered and had to fight to keep from squirming away. Worse, he could feel Kiran chuckling right next to his ear.
“C’mon, gamer. You got this. Don’t tank my win-rate. You wouldn’t wanna do that to poor Giggles, would you?”
But Giggles was anything but focused on the game. Faye’s laughter had become frantic, her voice drilling into Cassidy’s ears and sending a desperate impulse straight to his cock. The laughter would have been devastating enough on its own — her voice was gorgeous and infectious — but the fucking teasing was obliterating his meager defenses.
“EEEHEHEHE! NO PINCHEEHEHEHES! AHAHAHA! Pl — PLEEEEHEHSE! I’M SAHAHAHAHAREEEHEHEHE!”
“Kitchy koo! Gitchy, gitchy! Who’s got a ticklish tummy? Mommy’s ticklish little Kitty! Yes she does!”
Fuck. Simone’s voice was just as hot. Even if it wasn’t directed at him, when Kiran’s fingers squeezed his stomach, it felt like it was. Fuck. Tickling was one thing, but after the day he’d had, he’d come home horny as hell and hoping for some action.
Just not like this.
And Kiran — fucking Kiran — was doing everything they could to make it worse. “How’s my big ticklish gamer boy doing?” One hand focused in on the top of his ribs, dangerously close to his armpit. The other slid around his waist, stroking his throbbing cock through his shorts. “Poor baby is getting all worked up just from these itty bitty tickles!”
They chuckled and kissed Cassidy’s ear. “You’re getting ganked, b-t-dubs.”
God. Fucking. Dammit.
The last of Cassidy’s strength shattered, and he tumbled backward, clamping his arms down and laughing like mad. “Stahahahap! Fahahahack yoohohohou!”
“Uh oh! Someone’s got a potty mouth.” Kiran teased.
Then, to Cassidy’s absolute horror, Simone chimed in. “I think these naughty little troublemakers need to be punished.” There was a loud crash. Then Faye’s laughter exploded. Louder, more frantic than before.
“NYAAAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEEEHEHEEASE MOHOHOHOMMEEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHO!”
Kiran snickered. Cassidy’s blood ran cold.
“You hear that? Don’t wanna let the ladies show us up, do you?” Before Cassidy could protest, Kiran pulled the chair back. The moment his back hit the ground, his arms were pinned down.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!
“Don’t do it you FUCKER!” Cassidy kicked his feet, bucked his hips, thrashed left and right, but nothing he tried could dislodge Kiran’s perch on his arms. Their damned wiggling fingers closing in on his goddamned, “Don’t fucking tickle my armpits, FUCKAAHAHAHAHAHA!”
No amount of cursing or threatening could have saved him. The sinister grin on Kiran’s face, their tongue poking from their lips and eyes narrowed with devious delight, was all the proof he needed to know he was fucked.
“Whose got the most tickly ticklish pits in the whole wide world? Is it you, gamer boy?” Despite their teasing tone, Kiran wasted no time on warming up. Their thick, powerful fingers drilled right into the center of Cassidy’s armpits.
“FAHAHAHAHACK YOOHOHOHOHOU! STAHAHAHAP — FUCK — STAHAHAP!” There was no escape. A constant stream of maddening, ticklish fury that rushed straight to his thrusting hips and throbbing cock. Made all the worse by the voices coming from the computer speakers.
“Tickle, tickle, tickly nipples! I’m gonna get her! I’m gonna get her! Here it cooooomes!”
“MOOOOHOHOHOHOMMEEEEHEEHEHE! NOHOHOHOT MY NIHIHIHIPS! PLEEEASE!” And then Faye said something that took Cassidy from horny to brimming on the edge of cumming. “I’M GAHAHAHAHAHANNAAHAHAHA — I’M GAHAHAHA — GONNA CAAHAAHAHHAM!”
And Simone’s response, “I knooooow. And when you do…I’m gonna tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle you even more!” forced a breathy moan through Cassidy’s peels of laughter.
“Oooh, that sounds fun! Hey, Simone, was it it?” Kiran clamped a hand down on Cassidy’s mouth while the other dipped into his sleeve to attack his bare, hairless pit.
“Hm? Oh, you’re…TigerTop01? What’s up?”
The switch-up, from teasing to casual, would have blown Cassidy’s mind if he had a chance to appreciate it.
Kiran grinned down at Cassidy. A look that sent a shiver down his spine and to the tip of his dick. “Since these naughty kids can’t win a game of League, how about we play a game instead? I bet I can make Cassie cum first.”
“FUCK NOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHA! NOT ON MIC YOU FAHAHAHAHACK!”
“Ooooh, I love it! But, I’ll warn you now.” Simone’s voice lowered into a husky growl. “I’m an expert at making this kitty purr. But, I’ll take it easy on her to give you a chance.”
“Heh, I was thinking the same thing.” Kiran licked their lips. “And how about we make it even more interesting? We’ll meet up this weekend and the loser gets tickled by everyone.”
“Mmmm, I love that. Ready?”
“Set.”
“Go!” In unison, the tickling intensified against all reasoning. Kiran grabbed Cassidy’s shirt and pulled it up over his head, blinding him and smothering his laughter, but leaving his sensitive upper body completely exposed. One hand took up residence in his armpit, strumming it like a guitar. The other skittered down to his chest, big, rough fingers flicking his nipple.
“C’mon, Cassie, I knoooow how horny you are, gamer boy. Hearing that pretty girl get tiiiiiickled and teeeeased by another pretty girl. I know you wanna cum!”
“AAAHAHAHAHA! STAAAHAHAHAP! I DOHOHOHON’T WAAAAHAHAHAANA!” But despite his protests, his hips thrust, a wet stain growing on the straining fabric.
“If we win, I’ll do that thing you love with my mouth.” Kiran hissed. Then, they lowered their voice and slid closer, clamping their thighs on either side of Cassidy’s head. “And if we lose, I’m gonna put on the gloves and spend the rest of the night tickling your balls.”
“FUUUUCK! NAHAHAHAHA! I’M TRYHIHIHIHING! FAHAHAHACK!”
But Simone was every bit as competitive as Kiran. There was the briefest blip in Faye’s laughter, and then it came back in full, ear-splitting force. So shrill that Kiran actually paused for a second, looking up in concern.
“NAHAHAHAHAHAT YOOHOHOHOR TAAAAAAHAHAHAH — TOHOHOHOHONGUE! NYAHAHAHA!” Over the laughter, the duo could hear the sound smacking lips and moans from Faye’s wicked girlfriend.
Kiran blinked. Then they looked down at Cassidy with a grin.
“Guess we better serve it up, huh?”
Cassidy howled with laughter when Kiran bent over him, nibbling and sucking on one hardened nipple. The fingers drilling into his armpits, the firm suckling and teeth grinding his tortured boy tit. They rubbed their pussy into Cassidy’s face and moaned.
“Cum for me, babe.”
“Time to cum, Kitty!”
Faye’s voice caught in her throat; Cassidy’s voice cracked. With a deafening scream and a carnal moan, the winner was decided, but the tickling just kept going.
On the post-match Defeat screen, TigerTop01 and GiggleFit’s teammates were lambasting them. Slurs, insults, threats against every member of their families.
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Fucking worthless [blocked by Riot]
KYS afk POS!!!
Fucking worthless [blocked by Riot]
KYS afk POS!!!
