#i hope i could rescue you from rarepair hell with this lil drabble

[tk-writer]

u want a rarepair? have The Rarest of Rarepairs, one that only me, my friend, and one other person that i know of ship: chihiro and mukuro! pwease water my crops i am starving for some fucking food

ooooo boi this one was a doozie but we got r duuun

(chihiro goes by she/her in this one just fyi)

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Chihiro squirmed as a pair of thin, pale hands crawled under her arms and tickled her senseless.

“Wait, Mukurohoho-!”

Mukuro just grinned, relishing in her girlfriend’s tiny twitches and squeaky giggles.

“Wait for what? You said you wanted to strengthen your reflexes, right? What better way than this?”

“I dihihidn’t think you’d be tihihihckling meheehee!”

She tried curling into a fetal position, but Mukuro held her down firmly. Despite having such a thin frame, she was incredibly strong. She attacked her upper body in random patterns, dancing her fingers from neck to stomach to hips and back again in an unpredictable fashion. All while Chihiro sputtered and shrieked.

“I cahaHAHAHAN’T! Stahahahap!”

Mukuro let up and allowed the programmer to catch her breath. She kissed her forehead and chuckled softly when Chihiro blushed deeply.

“Looks like we have a lot more training to do.”