#Reneè Rapp tickle fic

[blushyeleven]

pls do a Reneé rapp x reader story or Regina x reader PLEASE

I acc had a lot of fun writing this fic😭 so I hope you guys enjoy!!

characters: lee!y/n, ler!reneé

warnings: tickles

summary: Reneé and y/n get into a mini argument while y/n gets in a lee mood and Reneé tries to get them to forgive her

𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍

Reneè was sat on the other end of the sofa, on her phone, busying herself and distracting herself from the loud obnoxious silence that was lingering in the air like a bad smell.

See, a few moments earlier you two had a squabble, a silly bicker, over your plans for this evening. You wanted to go out to a club.. spend some time with your girlfriend and your friends and just let loose while drinking to your hearts content.. without a care in the world. Whereas Reneé had the idea of spending the evening cuddled up, watching films. On a normal day Reneé loved partying, loving the blasting music and getting so drunk that your visual became paralleled. And also normally, you wouldn’t put up a fight staying at home with her. As much as you preferred to go out, you also equally loved the nights you two spent in your own company. Cuddled up on the sofa, ordering takeaway and binge watching whatever Rom-com you wanted. It sounded basic and overdone, but you didn’t care. Aslong as you were in Reneé’s company. Although, the fact you had this planned since last week.. with all your friends on board.. timing, outift, everything. And Reneé for some unknown reason decided otherwise.. last minute. Ofcourse she insisted you go without her, not wanting to cause your plans to collapse because of her. But you, being the stubborn, clingy girlfriend you were.. refused to go without her. You two came as a package deal after all.. wherever you saw Reneé.. you were also there. And vice-versa. But you both liked it like that. Having the sense of contentment knowing that your favourite person was always with you. Yet, tonight.. there was a small mishaps in your brilliantly executed plan. this is where you two butted heads.

Instead of talking it out and coming to a compromise, you both came to the unspoken agreement that you were both going to sit in silence. Avoiding it. Avoiding the conversation, knowing it was pointless anyway.

That was until you heard a soft sigh, you didn’t even bother to look up.. until you heard the gentle, loving voice that you adored. “You can’t still be mad at me” Reneé said, temporarily looking over to see you still curled up in the corner. Shielding yourself. “I don’t want to talk about it” you admitted stubbornly. Still watching the tv. “Listen, im sorry okay? Im just too tired tonight” She said, rubbing her hand against her face in slight irritation for your poor attempt at cooperation. “and I said it’s fine, I’m not going either.” you replied blankly, zero expression or emotion behind your words. Reneé couldn’t decide what she hated more, the fact she disappointed you or the fact you tried to act like you didn’t care.

“hey, don’t be like that” she had a hint of sympathy in her tone as she shuffled closer. While you we’re still remaining in your ball of self protection. Was it a little bit petty that you practically refused to even look at her over this?.. maybe. Although the majority of this was because you were mad at her.. you also had been struck with needy mood. The mood were you craved.. tickles. And Reneé obviously knew about these moods and tickled you senseless all the time, she knew it made you happy, it brought you joy. It made you smile. And who was she to deny that right from her precious girlfriend? Also on top of the fact she found it adorable. The way something so simple and easy made you feel all happy and smiley. She would be lying if she didn’t say she also loved the way you couldn’t help but giggle.. every time.She couldn’t get enough of the sweet and adorable sound. Plus the way you squirmed and the incoherent sentences that you giggled out. And the way it left you all affectionate and clingy afterwards. She made it very known that it was her favourite activity. Although you never admitted out-loud when you were in these moods.. overtime Reneé picked up quickly on the symptoms. Being quiet, a little whiny and a touch of brattiness were the three major ones.. and the ones you were displaying very clearly In front of her.

Reneé sighed again, seeing your quiet and vulnerable state. “Is there anything I can do to make you forgive me?” She asked simply, her eyes drifting over your curled up body. Well, that question made your ears perk up. Yes, yes there was something that she could do. But being as difficult as always you gave her a blank shrug and turned your face into the pillow to hide to hide your small smile. This small action gave Reneé a glimmer of hope, a pause in the awkward, hushed atmosphere. As she raised a brow with a small smile of her own, but it was playful. “hm, okay fine by me.. be difficult then” there was a noticeable edge of teasing in her tone.. as she shuffled closer. sitting on her knees right next to you. “But I think I know exactly what you want” and with that, her hand reached out to your side giving it a light poke.. causing you to dig your face further into the pillow.. muffling your squeak. although the instinctive jump that followed after the poke wasn’t hide-able.

In spite the fact you were faced away from Reneé, you could practically feel her burning smirk as she poked you again.. and again and then released a flurry of pokes against your side. Warming up to the bigger attack. You bit your lip trying to force back any giggles that may escape as you twitched and put your hands out to push at hers. Reneé still smirked down at you, rolling her eyes playfully. “oh come on, you’re never normally this difficult” which was a part lie and she knew it, you loved being complicated during being tickled. It was your way off being bratty. For example, your personal favourite was your constant insistence that you’re not ticklish before melting into a giggle fit everytime. It was more of a way to say ‘I’m ticklish, but still prove me wrong’ and Reneé knew that, but obviously always ‘fell for it’

Nonetheless, she added her other pointer finger from her other hand to the equation, doubling over on the amount of sporadic pokes as it became increasingly harder for you to hide your reactions.

A few more twitches and jumps later; soft, quiet and muffled giggles were heard as you slowly gave in. Knowing you were fighting a losing battle. “Oh? what’s this?” She asked rhetorically, her smirk or her attack never faltering. She already knew she won.. but she couldn’t stop there. “shuhut uhuhup!” You squeaked out, obviously Reneé wasn’t going to let that slide. “oh that’s how it’s going to be is it?” she asked again, her all time favourite way of teasing you was asking you rhetorical questions that she knew you never had an answer to. And because you were still hiding your face.. she decided to sit so her legs were hanging off the sofa and grab you by both your sides, placing you carefully in her lap. But never ceasing the tickles as her hands immediately came crashing back down to your sides, scribbling at them. Causing you to let out another ear-splitting shriek before giggling helplessly and kicking your legs like a toddler.

“ihihim stihihill mahahad ahat yohou!” You spoke incoherently. “hmm, I don’t think you are, I think the only thing your mad about is how you can’t resist me tickling you” your face reacted with a obvious blush, spreading across your cheeks. Mainly because she was right. As much as you pretended to still be mad at her it was hard when you were smiling and giggling. “I mean, I would have thought atleast you would have done a better job at pretending to be mad, but here you are smiling and giggling, you just can’t help it, can you, baby?” She added. Why did she have to be so good at this?! Reneé knew exactly what to say to tease you and get a reaction. And it worked. every. single. time. “Reheheneheheee!!” You said, squirming in her lap more. “yes?” She replied, still with her infamous smirk. See, you had no reason for calling her name.. you just felt like you had to say something. “stohohohohoppp!” Was the best thing you could come up with. although that request was far from what you wanted.. and it was obvious by the smile plastered on your face.

“hm..” Reneé said.. acting as if she was even considering it “no” she added shortly after with a cheeky smile, changing her wiggling fingers to your stomach, digging and scurrying her acrylic nails across it as your shirt bunched up beneath her fingers.She continued to tickle you though it was obvious you weren’t mad at her anymore, you forgave her as soon as she delivered the first poke. At this point she was just tickling you because she could see how much you were so clearly enjoying it. “I cahahahanttt!!” You giggled out, kicking your legs and squirming around helplessly in her lap.

Your whines and useless protests were only fuelling Reneé to continue as she wrapped her arm around your midsection, restricting your squirming as she dug her hands into your armpits as your giggles rocketed into squeaky, high pitched laughter. “HEHEHEHEYY!!” You said, kicking your legs more frantically as the giggles poured out freely to the point it was uncontrollable. “your genuinely the most ticklish person I’ve ever met.. I’m not complaining though” Reneé giggled herself, just watching you practically struggle to contain yourself. “THAHATS A BIHIT DRAHAHAMATIC!!” You squeaked as her nails kept mercilessly clawing into your armpits. Your statement caused Reneé to look down at you with a raised brow and a playful smile “I don’t think it is..” she replied in a sing-song voice, continuing to wreck you and tickle you senseless.

Untill your giggles became a bit more desperate and it was a tail-tell sign to her that you were reaching your limit. So she began to slow down to a hault. Observing as your giggles soften as you still had some left over from her relentless assault. Try as you might, you couldn’t wipe off the smile off your face as you remain cuddled up in her lap.

Reneé’s smile softened before she spoke up “hey.. how about we compromise?” You then looked up at her, your own eyebrows furrowed in confusion. You got so lost in the amazing tickling sensation that you forgot all about your little tiff with her earlier “how about we cuddle up now so I can have a nap.. and then we can go out later” your confused expression melted into a smile, a soft smile. “are you sure?” you asked, trying to contain your excitement. “ofcourse” she nodded a smile of her own. “I love you.” you said, still looking up at her. “I love you more baby” she said and planted a small kiss on your lips.