#Yuir on ice tickle

[veryblushyswitch]

You've been pestering me the whole day for a massage... 😅 And now you don't want it anymore? 🙃😈😇 . . Hrrrrr some simple colouring for a change 🤣😵 Otherwise I can't get shit done 🙈💀 Probably not what the inventors of those little massage thingies had in mind but I deem this a splendid addition 😎🔥

[veryblushyswitch]

I saw your prompts are open so can you write something with lee Victor and ler Yuuri pls? For example, Victor spends a lot of time with Makkachin and Yuuri doesn't receive as much attention as a dog. And Yuuri is jealous! Victor notices this and decides to give him a loooot of attention :D Of course with tickles! Victor can say something like: “Do you know what they say in Russia? Jealous people are ticklish!” Also you're amazing! <3

Yuri On Ice ~ (tickle fic)

Lees: Victor & Yuri

Lers: Victor & Yuri

Author’s Note: This concept is so cute!! I ended up making it a little tickle fight with Makkachin helping out. And aww thank you!! 🥺 Hope you enjoy! 💖

“Awwww who’s a good boy!” Victor cooed at the dog in front of him.

He was scratching his belly and petting his head. Giggling when Makkachin licked his hand and eventually sat up to lick his face.

Yuri sat on the couch in utter jealousy. Yeah it was his dog and they need attention, but so did his husband. (Even though they cuddled in bed this morning)

Victor looked over to see Yuri’s pouting face staring at the wall. He stood up, giving Makkachin one last ear scratch, and sat next to Yuri.

“Why the pouty face? You know I hate when you pout, even if you look adorable while doing it.” Victor brushed a bit of hair behind his ear.

Yuri blushed a bit before turning away dramatically. Victor rolled his eyes and smiled.

“Do you know what they say in Russia?” Victor asked booping Yuir’s nose. Yuri didn’t answer but looked at Victor.

“Jealous people are ticklish.” Victor smirked.

Yuri’s blush brightened as he looked away once again.

“I-I’m not jealous.” He tried to scoot away but Victor wrapped his arms around Yuri’s torso. Pulling him him close against his chest.

“Then why are you so ticklish~” Victor teased in his ear, fingers lightly wiggling against his sides.

He covered his mouth, refusing to let those giggles escape. Or at least not so soon.

“Not t-ticklish or jealous!” Yuir gasped when Victor started to walk his fingers up his ribs.

He squeezed his arms to his sides which only trapped those teasing fingers.

“Oh really? I know that’s a lie Yuri. Are you lying to me?” Victor said playfully before digging into his ribs.

“Nohohohohohoho!” Yuri twisted from side to side.

“I think you mean yes. Are you done being jealous now that I’m giving you attention?”

“Yehehehehehehes!” Yuri yelped as he managed to roll off of the couch onto his back.

Victor was quick to straddle his waist and pin his arms beside his head.

“Makkachin! C’mere boy!” Victor called.

Yuir whined as he watched the fluffy dog waddle over to them.

“Get him , Makkachin! Get Yuri!” Victor motioned towards his giggling husband.

“Noho! Makkachin dohon’t!” Yuri kicked his legs and pulled at his arms.

After a few seconds, Makkachin understood the message and started licking Yuri’s neck and ears.

“Gahahahahahahaha! Vihihihictor! Mahahake him stahahahahap!” The ice skater scrunched his shoulders. Breaking down into giggly snorts and squeals when behind his ears were targeted.

“Nope. Not until I give you all the attention I gave to Makkachin. Seeing as you were jealous and all. If you wanted attention you should’ve asked love.” Victor bent down and pecked his cheek before pinning both wrists in one hand.

“I gave Makkachin some tummy scratches earlier. And I think yours is begging for some attention.” Victor scratched and scribbled along Yuri’s stomach. Staying around the middle and his belly button to get the best reactions.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! VIHIHIHICTOR!”

“Awww. My baby is all blushy and happy! Tickle Tickle Tickle Yuri~”

The tickly Makkachin kisses and the assault on his stomach sent him into hysterics. Not to mention the teases that we’re making him lose his mind.

Victor even rolled up his shirt to give him a couple raspberries.

“YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* OHOKAHAHAHAHAHAHAY STAHAHAHAHAP! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” Yuri laughed shaking his head.

Victor stopped and watched as Yuri sat up to pet Makkachin.

“Hehehe. You both got me good, huh?”

“Sure did. Now, will you ask for attention when you want it or will I have to keep convincing you?” Victor poked his side earning a squeak.

“IhI will I prohomise!” “Good.”

The two settled on the couch, Makkachin asleep on the floor in front of them.

“Hey, Victor.” Yuri started pulling him into a hug.

“Thank you for the attention. Even if I was a little pouty.”

Victor hugged back and kissed his temple. “Of course. And you’re cute when you’re pouty.”

“Well you’re cuter when I’m getting revenge.” Yuri smirked, digging his fingers under Victor’s arms.

“WAHAHAHAHAIT! AHAHAHAHAHA! YHUHUHUHRI!” Victor fell back against the couch, Yuri following and continuing to scribble under his arms.

“Did you really think I’d let you tickle me without some tickles in return?”

“MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHABYE!” Victor laughed, jumping when Yuir used one hand to reach back and pinch his knee.

“NOHOHOHOHO! YUHURI DOHOHOHON’T! NAHAHAT THE KNEHEHEHEHEES!” Victor kicked lightly.

“You go for my tummy I go for your knees.” Yuri smiled, giving Victor a quick kiss on the lips.

This time Victor was the one blushing and that wasn’t going to end anytime soon.