#dungeon meshi tickle

[focused-newt]

Falin's solution to Thistle's grumpiness

[riisume]

Chilchuck on sides please!

How do you make your half-foot friend fork up his lockpicking tools so you can eat crab-like monsters a little easier?

YOU TICKLE HIM, OF COURSE!!!

Thank you for the request!! ♡

[feathergail]

[ l.aios- d.ungeon m.eshi ]

i’m actually crazy about him it isn’t even funny anymore. he’s so cute

[nekoma-not-lee]

Tickletober Day 8 - Nuzzles

Delicious in Dungeon - ler!Marcille, lee!Falin

This one is based on the image above (not mine)! Falin has a soft and warm tummy with feathers, so of course Marcille can’t help but bury her face in it.

This is clearly read as romantic. There’s not too many tickles under the cut, but it’s still super wholesome and cute <3

“Marcihihille!” Falin cried through giggles. Marcille currently had her face buried in Falin’s tummy, with her face and tips of her elf ears a shade of red. Falin found this to be quite sweet and adorable, but the only problem was…it tickled…a LOT. Falin rested her arms on Falin’s head, grabbing onto her hair behind her head and squeezing her fists tight while she giggled. As much as it tickled, it also kinda felt nice. So Falin wasn’t going to be the one to stop her love from this form of affection.

So she just continued to giggle, but little did she know…this was all part of Marcille’s plan. After everything that had happened, she had just wanted to relax with her beloved, but of course Falin was still upset at everything that happened. So Marcille would of course do anything to help Falin smile again. And when she saw that soft warm tummy of hers…well she just couldn’t resist. She of course wouldn’t realize until after that it would cause Falin to start giggling. So she wouldn’t be stopping anytime soon…well…not that Falin would want her to anyways.

[thejellyfishgentleman]

I CAN NO LONGER BE NORMAL ABOUT THIS

tickle dungeon meshi- TICKLE DUNGEON MESHI-! I am dead ass so serious about this and i need to infect anyone i can about it.

dungeon meshi-! Except tickles! Main character except he rambles on about different species and monsters and the defense mechanism they’ve chosen and rambling on how tickling and how it affects different species.

SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THE VOICES

[cloudcastor]

some dungeon meshis 💥

from patreon

[blee-bleep]

most favorite bit of this ep is the fact that marcille is izutsumi's favorite pillow to latch on to

[yardsards]

laios when his party needed more members:

[ticklishfanart]

COMMISSION!! For @otomiyaa that I made literally forever agoooo job hunting is so hard and all consuming bro I forget to post stuff!!

These are the guys from that dungeon anime everyone likes and that I will eventually get to 😌

[morningnoodles]

cringefail pretties and their badass softie soulmates they'd defy any law for friend

tolkien x dunmeshi crossover: 1, 2

[kiwitickleart]

Y’all know what I’m about.👩‍❤️‍👩

Happy Pride month hehe

[otomiyaa]

Day 2: Accident

Chilchuck x Senshi | Nim's Lovely Tickletober

Word Count: 1.3K

Accidents in the dungeon. They weren't really uncommon. Dangers, monsters, traps, the dungeon was full of them.

However this.... Chilchuck could cry in embarrassment. This was the literal worst!

"Can't you use your magic?" he heard Laios' muffled voice.

"Too dangerous. I don't want to hurt him," Marcille answered.

There was a tiny accident, Chilchuck... Well yes, to put it bluntly, he got stuck. And for what!

The one to blame, Senshi, hadn't said a word so far. When they found a dirty hole in the wall, apparently used for taking cover by some tiny dirty monsters, with dirty slimy remains in there, he had asked Chilchuck to get in there to retrieve them. Who knows they might be edible.

It was also Senshi's fault that Chilchuck agreed to it. It was because Senshi was so sweet, charming, and convincing that Chilchuck said yes to such a ridiculous request. And now he was stuck! He struggled heavily but found he couldn't get himself out.

"I have an idea. If we try to rub some slime on him, right here," Laios said, and Chilchuck yelped when suddenly he could feel him try to wriggle a finger between him and the rock wall.

"Like, all over him, and then try to pull him out, maybe it'll go better."

"Stupid plan! Just pull my legs!" Chilchuck yelled, but he was ignored as Marcille agreed.

"We saw some slimes in the previous room, didn't we? Should we go get them?"

"Yes, let's go. Senshi, guard over Chilchuck please!"

Chilchuck couldn't believe that Laios and Marcille didn't come up with a better plan. Slam the wall? Sure he might get hit by some rocks and possibly die if his head got crushed, but it was better than dying of humiliation here. Yank him out with Marcille's magic or brute force? It'll hurt, probably, or rip him apart, but why not just try?

There was a brief silence while Chilchuck continued to struggle. Then Senshi's voice could be heard.

"I'm sorry, Chilchuck. I was greedy and did not consider your safety."

Chilchuck could hear Senshi felt guilty, aww. He didn't really blame him.

"....It's not your fault," he sighed. "It was my poor insight too. Usually I fit into holes like this. Oh well, those two are probably going to take ages and it doesn't smell nice in here. Can you try to pull my legs?" Chilchuck asked.

He heard Senshi hum. "I don't want to hurt you, Chilchuck."

"You won't. Just try!" Chilchuck demanded. He felt two big and gentle hands on his legs, and he blushed. Oi, why blush though?

"It doesn't work," Senshi said after a few very poor pulls.

"You're being too gentle. Pull harder," Chilchuck said.

"I can't. You're in too tight," Senshi said, and just like Laios had done, he tried to wriggle a thick finger between him and the wall. Chilchuck yelped.

"Sorry, did that hurt?" Senshi quickly apologized.

"No! It just tickles! Try to pull my legs again, it's gross in here!" Chilchuck whined. He made the mistake to flail his arms and planted his hand accidentally in the slimy monster liquid he was supposed to get out of here. Ew, Senshi wanted them to eat this?!

Senshi was quiet for a moment before he spoke again: "So it tickles. You are ticklish, Chilchuck?"

"It wouldn't tickle if I wasn't ticklish," he answered.

"Hmm." Senshi hummed again, and all of a sudden, Chilchuck felt his fingers wiggle deliberately against his exposed sides.

"HEEEHE! Sehehenshi!" he cackled.

"I see," was Senshi's dry answer. Chilchuck's eyes widened as Senshi's big fingers continued to prod against his helplessly exposed tickle spots.

"Wahahait! Why ahahare you- eeehehee!" Chilchuck squirmed and struggled as much as he could, but damn he was as stuck as he could be!

"I think if you're feeling ticklish enough, you might loosen up and be able to struggle free," Senshi said. "It is worth a try."

Chilchuk clenched his teeth and continued to giggle. "Nohohoh wahahait- ehehehe that's- AAHhah!" he cried.

Senshi's touches were gentle but also... so ticklish. He wasn't sure if this was going to be any better than covering himself in slime in order to get out of this. But there wasn't really a way to tell him if he could only laugh and snort like an idiot.

"Ah, here too," Senshi said in this 'eureka'-tone when he moved his hand under Chilchuck to tickle his tummy.

"AAHAH! Sehehenshi! Not thehere!"

"It doesn't hurt, right?" Senshi asked.

"Nohoho but it tihihickles!"

"That's good. Keep it up," Senshi encouraged. Chilchuck was dying in here. He kicked his legs and struggled, he laughed hysterically and - OH. He felt movement. His body twisted slightly.

"There you go. Keep moving," he heard Senshi's comforting voice through his own embarrassing cackles.

"GAhahaah! Naha- I cahahan't!" Chilchuck howled. Such humiliation. He was a grown man! Stuck in a hole! Tickled to tears!

"I think you can get out soon," Senshi said, and he grabbed both sides of Chilchuck's waist and tickled him with a few gentle touches, his fingers wiggling slightly, while at the same time pulling carefully. Chilchuck felt himself move. It was working, but he was also still laughing like a stupid fool.

"Ahhaahalright! N-no mohohore tihhickling!" he warned, but somehow Senshi might have heard 'more tickling' instead since the tickles only increased, and Chilchuck struggled and jerked so violently that he just popped out all of a sudden.

"HWahe!" he squeaked as the force of his sudden release caused Senshi to topple back, with Chilchuck right in his arms. Ending up on top of Senshi, Chilchuck covered the both of them in the green sticky monster liquid.

"You're out. That's a relief," Senshi said, rubbing Chilchuck's back as he gasped for air. He was still embarrassed but also too tired to struggle out of Senshi's strong grip, so he just rested in his arms and breathed slowly.

"Y-yeah. Thanks."

He then jolted when Senshi swiped a finger down his back, and he yelped. "EEEP!" he cried.

"Ah, sorry," Senshi apologized. "Did that tickle? I swear that was by accident," he admitted, and he showed his finger that had picked up some of the monster liquid from Chilchuck's back. He then put his finger in his mouth to taste it.

"DON'T!" Chilchuck warned, but Senshi already licked his own finger clean and nodded.

"It's not that tasty. Don't worry, I don't think it's poisonous," he said as Chilchuck gaped at him in horror.

"It might be more tasty if I mix it with - oh, they're back," Senshi said, and they both looked up to see Laios and Marcille arrive.

"Chilchuck, you're free!" Marcille dropped the slimes she was carrying and hugged Chilchuck, sandwiching him between her and Senshi, accidentally covering herself in the green monster stuff as well. She made a face as soon as she realized.

"Oof. Yes, yes, I'm free now," Chilchuck mumbled with a blush, and he glanced over Marcille's shoulder at Laios who gathered the slimes.

"Well, we've got plenty of slimes now. Should we make something for dinner?" he suggested. Senshi nodded.

"We can try to mix some of this too," he said, rubbing with his finger against Chilchuck's side to get more of that green stuff. Chilchuck let out another yelp and quickly covered his side.

"S-sehenshi!"

"Ah yes, Chilchuck is ticklish," Senshi said when Marcille and Laios looked up in shock after hearing his little yelp.

"Senshi!" Chilchuck whined, but to his horror, Marcille and Laios both wiggled their fingers eagerly.

"Oh he is~?"

"Chilchuck is... ticklish?"

Chilchuck backed away. "N-no stay away! I'm dirty! I'm- noooooo!"

He fell back against Senshi and once again began to laugh his head off as both Marcille and Laios attacked him with tickles. This was so completely unfair! R.I.P.!

[riisume]

Hi! Sooo, your bio says dungeon meshi requests open but ask box says requests closed so if you’re not taking them my bad feel free to ignore!! BUT— I wanted to humbly request chilchuck tickled on those very sensitive ears / neck ?

thanks so much! love your stuff <3 @thebest-medicine

Hello!! And omg thank you so much!!! n_n I was open for Dungeon Meshi rqs at the time yes!

I know this is one of the more recent rqs but I had a vision for a pose for this one and had to do it first! 🥺🥺🥺

I couldn’t fit neck tickles in with the pose and I apologize but I hope you still like it!!

Thank you for the request!! 🥺🙏🏼

[thetickleeraven]

What's That Under My Armor?

Delicious in Dungeon

Summary: Laios gets a mysteriously ticklish feeling on his abdomen after putting on his armor. [THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

REMINDER THAT THIS BLOG WILL BE DELETED WITHIN THIS YEAR (probably) AND ALL MY FICS WILL BE ON AO3 FOREVER.

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Laios took another slurp of his soup, happily soothing his rumbling tummy. Yesterday had been another long day in the dungeon and a long time to meal prep, but, as always, the meal at the end was worth it, and lucky them, they had plenty of leftovers for today's breakfast.

They had set up camp near a stone building that was falling apart at the seams. There were no beds inside nor roof overhead, so camping just outside the building, closer to the fountain nearby, was an overall better decision.

Senshi was telling a story near the campfire while everyone ate and listened. Good company, good food, good banter; mealtime was easily Laios' favorite time of the day.

In the middle of Senshi's story, the group was startled by a loud thud from the building they were camped next to. One of the tapestries had fallen. At the noise, Laios jolted and turned towards the sound, sending some of his soup spilling over his shirt and the chestplate of his armor he had sitting next to him.

"Oh, crap." Laios groaned at the mess and, worst of all, waste of food.

"Clumsy as ever." Chilchuck huffed and rolled his eyes.

Laios looked around for any type of napkin to clean himself off, but found none. He picked himself off the floor and jogged over to the torn up tapestry. He ripped some of the cloth and hurried back to his armor.

"You're using a tapestry to clean up your soup?"

"Hey, we don't have anything else and it's already torn up! What's the harm, right?" Laios explained as he began wiping down the inside of breastplate where the soup had fallen. He then took off his shirt, now with a giant stain, and wiped the leftover mess on his chest.

"Agh, this cloth is terrible. It's shedding all over me."

"Shedding?" Marcille asked.

"It's coming apart, I'm covered in little bits of cloth." Laios wiped some of the bits off of him, but most of them stuck to him like glue.

"So you've got some lint on ya, big deal."

"Chilchuck's right. Just put your shirt back on and have another bowl of soup. A little string and and a stain on your shirt isn't gonna ruin your day." Senshi said, pouring him a new bowl of soup.

Laios sighed and nodded before taking a seat closer to the campfire and reaching for the new bowl. The leftover cloth bits were a little itchy, but he's dealt with far worse in the dungeon than a little itch on his abdomen.

The group continued their conversation like nothing happened, aside from Laios' occasional scratching at his midriff. God that fabric was awful.

"Alright, I think it's about time we get going." Senshi said as he began putting away the dishes.

"Sounds good. I'll start putting on my armor." Laios always took the longest to get ready, mostly because heavy armor took like ten minutes to put on. By the time he'd get his armor on, camp would have already been cleaned up. Better start soon.

He turned and began absent-mindedly putting things on. It was a daily routine at this point. As soon as he had his armor in hand, he turned back to keep his eyes on his friends, tuning into their conversation while he went through the motions.

Last of his armor was his chest plate. He had slid it on and was adjusting it to be where it needed to be when he felt something off. He furrowed his brow at the squirming feeling but remembered the stupid tapestry. He rolled his eyes. That was going to be an annoying feeling all day. Maybe he needed to jump in a body of water.

Laios began twitching. Okay, that feeling was definitely different from before, like something was crawling over his shirt.

"You alright, Laios?" Marcille asked, noticing her friends' jerking and twitching. The group now had all eyes on the resident knight who looked very concerned and confused.

Laios' face twisted into alarm as he felt the crawling creep up the shirt, off the fabric, and into his underarms.

"W-Wait!" Laios stuttered out.

"What?!" His three party members asked in unison.

The blonde's face reluctantly contorted into a big goofy grin. "C-Crahap!" He let out a choked giggle. Laios began frantically trying to remove his armor but could barely muster the strength to lift his arms with the sensation marching across his skin.

"Uh, are you gonna tell us what's going on or do we have to guess?" Chilchuck asked, raising an eyebrow.

Laios was starting to panic. Whatever was causing this was HORRENDOUSLY ticklish and, worse, was crawling towards the most ticklish part of his body.

He was biting his cheeks and tensing every muscle in his body, trying desperately not to collapse laughing. Every time he reached up to try and take his armor off that terrible sensation kept his arms glued to his sides. It was a matter of time now before he broke.

Think. What the Hell was going on?

At first he thought it was the tapestry. Something about the cloth? What cloth would do this? Maybe there was a monster involved?

"Are you sick? Did you get food poisoning?" Marcille hurried to Laios' side, at a complete loss for how much concern or alarm she should be showing as she had no idea what was going on.

"Why would he be smiling, though?" Chilchuck pointed out.

It would make sense if it was linked to the cloth, considering bits of it are stuck to the armor and his body.

The cloth can't be alive. Maybe something that eats the cloth?

Wait.

That's it!

"Spit it out, boy!" Senshi shouted right as the crawling started across Laios' belly.

"DUHUHUNGEON CLEHEHEHEANERS!" Laios exploded in laughter and fell to his side, clutching his middle and helplessly lost to the torturous sensations.

The three other members exchanged confused glances.

"I think you'll have to be more specific." Senshi said with a furrowed brow.

"Yeah what do dungeon cleaners have to do with you laughing your ass off? What, dungeon biology is suddenly a comedy gold mine?" Chilchuck stared at him, completely bewildered.

"Ihihihin my ahahaharmor!" Laios laughed, kicking his legs on the ground in hysterics.

"Oh!" Marcille clapped her hands as everything clicked for her. "The tapestry is seen as damaged dungeon. Some of it was still in your armor. If you put it on without looking, that means you could've missed a bunch of dungeon cleaners doing their job, and now they're all over you."

"And now they're... tickling him?" Chilchuck questioned.

"I don't think they're doing it intentionally. I think their crawling just happens to be ticklish to him." Marcille calmly explained as if there wasn't 200 pounds of armored tall-man cackling like a damn hyena on the floor.

It wasn't just the crawling, Laios realized. They were cleaning the leftover tapestry on his person too, eating the cloth scrap off his bare belly and chest and in the name of all that is holy was it ticklish-

"How long do we have to deal with him like this? Chilchuck sighed.

Marcille winced. "Dungeon cleaners can take a long time to clean. Plus, I don't even know if they can get out of his armor on their own."

"Well, we'll have to pull the armor off Laios and help get the little buggers off him." Senshi huffed, putting down the dishes he was packing away.

"Ugh, fine. Let's rescue Laios from the dungeon cleaners." Chilchuck picked himself up off the floor and the three approached the tall-man who was quite literally rolling on the floor with laughter.

"Ihihihit tihihickles sohohoho BAHAHAD!" Laios squealed the last bit as a few travelled over a particularly sensitive spot.

"Yeah, yeah, big guy. We're here to help."

"I'll grab him and try to hold him steady while you two get the chest plate off of him." Senshi directed. He cracked his knuckles and reached down, grabbing Laios by the waist and holding him up in a steady sitting position.

The other two grabbed his chest plate and tried to lift it up but we're stopped by Laios' arms.

"Laios you have to lift your arms up."

"Ihihihi cahahahan't." Laios was nearly in tears from the tickling. "Ihihihi'm tryihihihing Ihihihi swehehehehear!" He lifted his arms a few inches above his waist but couldn't muster much more than that.

Senshi wordlessly let go of his waist and grabbed his wrists, hoisting them far above his head so the other two could begin working off his armor.

Laios' laughter grew more frantic as he could swear the dungeon cleaners were travelling back up to his now pulled-taut underarms.

"Pull it together, man." Chilchuck sighed as they were just starting to get the damn plate above his elbows.

"Ihihihihit's sohohoho hahahahard!" Laios wheezed in between bouts of cackling, a tear now falling from his right eye. "Ihihihit tihihickles sohoho bahahahad!"

"There!" Marcille shouted as the two got the armor to Laios' wrists. Senshi released Laios' arms so the pair could quickly pull off the plate and throw it aside. There were a few dungeon cleaners still on the plate, but it seemed most of them had ventured down Laios' shirt.

"Now let's see how bad this infestation really is." Senshi let go of Laios' wrist so he could yank up the tall-man's shirt. Sure enough, there were dozens of tiny little dungeon cleaners going to town on his belly and chest.

Marcille shivered. "Ew, that's so creepy."

Laios was finally starting to feel hope this would end soon. He was just starting to let relief flow through him when he felt something that made him stiffen. One started crawling-

"NOHOHO!"

-right into his bellybutton.

Instantly Laios began thrashing like his life depended on it, practically screaming in desperate laughter as the little cleaner had apparently found something to clean in his navel of all places.

His party members stepped back as he became a whirlwind of flailing limbs. Just as he was getting help, he had become a danger to everyone around him.

"STAHAHAHAHAP! PLEHEHEHEHEASE GEHEHET THEHEHEM OHOHOHOFF!" Laios cried, tears streaming down his burning face.

"Well stop thrashing and maybe we will!" Chilchuck shouted.

"He can't help being ticklish, boy. He's acting how his body's telling him to act." Senshi lectured Chilchuck as he stretched his arms. "Unfortunately we still gotta help him even with him whipping his arms every which way. I'll grab him and keep him steady, you two get all those little buggers off of him."

The pair nodded and waited for their cue. After a few moments of waiting for an opening, Senshi grabbed both of Laios' arms and pinned them to the ground.

"Just approach from the side so he doesn't kick you." The dwarf advised.

The two did as told and each took a seat next to the tall-man who was still cackling and and wheezing.

Marcille eyed the crawling critters on Laios' belly and cringed. "Do we really have to?"

"We got to get going through the dungeon again and, I don't know about you, I don't want to tug a laughing Laios the whole way through." Senshi said.

Chilchuck got to work plucking each cleaner off the thrashing man while Marcille watched with an uncomfortable expression. He'd scratch at a spot with his fingernail to loosen the thing's grip off Laios' skin, then pluck it off with his finger and thumb to toss it to the side. The process, admittedly, was still ticklish to poor Laios.

"PLEHEHEHEASE! THEHE- THEHEHEHE NAHAHAVEL! GEHEHEHET IHIHIT OHOHOUT PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA!" Laios pleaded, begged, cried for relief from that one specific cleaner. The rest he could maybe bear but that one in his bellybutton was driving him to insanity.

Chilchuck groaned reluctantly but acquiesced and stuck his finger in Laios' navel to claw out the cleaner there. As Chilchuck's finger made contact Laios' whole body jolted enough to have Senshi struggling to keep hold. Laios' laughter was growing, causing his core to absolutely ache from strain.

"Sit still, idiot. I'm trying here."

Laios' only response was some hysterical babbling and more tears streaming down his face.

"Got it!" Chilchuck pulled back with the problematic little cleaner sitting on the tip of his finger.

Immediately Laios calmed down. He was still giggling uncontrollably from the rest of the cleaners, mind you, but he was worlds away from where he had been mere seconds earlier.

"Th-Thahahahahank yohohou." Laios laid his head back as his fighting and thrashing finally calmed down. The rest of the cleaner removal went smoother, though still full of laughter.

Finally, the last one was pulled off and thrown aside. Senshi released Laios' arms and the tall-man instantly curled into a tight ball, giggling exhaustedly.

"Well that took forever." Chilchuck said.

"Let's learn to pay more attention to things, huh, Laios?" Senshi patted his back and stood up, heading back to the pile of dishes.

"You okay?" Marcille asked softly, crouched next to his head.

Laios was an absolute wreck. He was panting like he hadn't taken a breath in days. His face was burning red. He had messy tear track stains across his face. His hair was a wild mess. His core ached as if he had planked for a thousand hours. And his abdomen was buzzing, just barely on this side of ticklish.

"I'm," Laios hiccuped. "okay." He sighed with a wobbly tired smile.

"I had no idea you were that ticklish." Marcille sat beside him.

"Oh yeah, really bad."

"You don't say."

They both chuckled. Laios sat up beside Marcille.

"Falin and I used to get in constant tickle fights when we lived together. I had strength on my side, but it doesn't take much to bring me down so Falin usually won." Laios rubbed his neck.

"It's good information to know." Marcille gave him a mischievous smile.

"Please no more tickling." Laios put up hands to guard himself. "I was just tortured."

Marcille put her hands up in a placating gesture. "Oh, I'm not going to."

Laios let out a sigh of relief.

Marcille stood. "Today at least."

[tickly-trashcan]

Non-Human Parts {Marcille x Falin}

“Ah! Falin!” Marcille gasped when she turned around. Falin stood there with a soft look of curiosity and pulled her hand back from Marcille’s ears.

“I’m sorry, I was just wondering what they felt like.”

“They’re ears, Falin! Just because I’m a half-elf doesn’t mean they’re any different than yours!” Marcille chuckled, taking Falin’s hand in her own as she turned her whole body over on the bed.

Falin hummed. “I meant since they’re longer. The curve is much different too…”

She went to trace Marcille’s ear again, and this time Marcille let her without resistance. Falin traced the shell of her ear, gently rubbed the tip, and then let her hand cup Marcille’s cheek. She smiled and then noticed Marcille’s cheeks were especially pink.

“Is everything alright, Marcille?”

“Yes, my ears are just a bit sensitive.”

“Sensitive?”

Marcille nodded. “Not because I’m a half-elf, though. I’m just a bit ticklish there is all.”

There was a long silence that followed after Marcille spoke. She chuckled awkwardly and leaned into Falin’s palm to kiss it. Falin hummed softly and rubbed her thumb against Marcille’s cheek before leaning forward.

Marcille closed her eyes, expecting a kiss. Her eyes shot open as she squealed when she felt Falin gently nibble at her earlobe. Falin pulled away quickly and offered Marcille an apologetic smile.

“I’m even more curious now…” Falin confessed.

Marcille shifted slightly and bit her lip. “Well… If you’re that curious, I won’t stop you.”

Falin’s eyes lit up and Marcille silently regretted her choice. She loved Falin with her entire heart, but she knew she could be very easily fascinated with new things, often focusing on them until she was satisfied. But since this was for Falin, she did not particularly mind giving her some enjoyment.

Falin gently pushed Marcille’s back to the bed and leaned over her, smiling softly. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

Marcille nodded, but she still flinched when Falin began to nibble her ear again. Her other ear was occupied by Falin’s hand, and it was not long before Marcille began to giggle softly, her eyes squeezed shut and her cheeks dusted pink.

She gasped when Falin’s other hand found her side. Falin gently traced up and down with dancing fingers, and her light touch made Marcille whine.

“Fahahalin! Not thehehere, it tickles!”

Falin chuckled softly and blew on Marcille’s ear, making her shudder. “I told you I was curious about this! You said it was okay for me to tickle you, didn’t you?”

Marcille threw her head back against the pillow and laughed when Falin used both hands on her ribs. “I didn’t knohohow! I thought it wahahahas just my ehehears!”

“Ohh, I wasn’t clear. Sorry, love,” Falin teased, relenting her fingers as she leaned down. She pressed a soft kiss against Marcille’s lips, drinking up her residual giggles. Falin kissed the tips of Marcille’s pink-tinted ears as well before laying down next to her, smiling softly. “I won’t tease you any longer. Goodnight, Marcille.”

Marcille, cheeks still pink, leaned forward for one last kiss. “Goodnight, Falin.”

[tenetikles]

he hates mimics! and his entire party is asleep 😬😬