#ler!lycaon

[lovelynim]

Victoria Housekeeping co.'s special service

Zenless Zone Zero - Lycaon x Wise

A/N: This time I can only thank an anonymous supporter for trusting my skills, ehe ~ I'm not playing ZZZ and I didn't look too much into it, but I think I managed to do a good job.

Also, thanks @/wertzunge for beta reading this one for me!

Summary: Instead of doing her chores, Belle decides to hire Victoria Housekeeping's services to do it for her... and to do something else to her brother

Word count: 1020 words

“Coming…” Wise mumbled, heading towards the door after hearing someone knock thrice on the other side. Having to stop in the middle of his chores wasn’t exactly appreciated, but the possibility of a new customer waiting outside gave him just enough motivation to do so.

“Hello,” the proxy said, trying to sound as friendly as possible, “are you looking f- w-woah…” Wise stopped mid sentence at the sight of a tall, ominous and… fluffy figure. “Ahm, c-can I help you?”

“Victoria Housekeeping, at your service,” Lycaon announced, bowing slightly as his tail swished behind his back. “A full service was requested by master Belle. Is this the correct address?”

Wise nodded, still a bit stunned. His sister left not long ago - just after getting a hearing from him from not cleaning up her bedroom - and he was already accepting the fact that it would be on him to tidy up the place… Wise never expected Belle to actually hire someone to do the job. “V-Victoria? Wait, you guys actually do housekeeping services?”

"Our services are varied. We take every job that our staff see fit to fulfill.” Lycaon explained, a gentle yet firm voice tone as his cold gaze laid upon Wise. “I take you’re master Belle’s brother, master Wise. May I come in?”

Right. “Y-yes, that’s me. Please, come in,” Wise nearly stuttered, quickly stepping aside to allow the Thiren to enter his place. The proxy felt a weird sense of shame when Lycaon seemed to inspect the place so thoroughly, almost as if it was some sort of crime scene. “Ahm, sorry for the mess. I was about to clean it up and-”

“No need to apologize, master,” Lycaon interrupted, the sound of his metallic legs echoing as he turned around to face Wise. “That’s what I’m here for. Master Belle requested a full housekeeping and ‘care’ service.”

“I see,” Wise sighed. “Let me show you around, then.”

“As you wish, master,” Lycaon responded promptly, following Wise with absolute elegance in each and every action. A true gentleman, if you asked Wise.

In their short walk around, Wise decided that his bedroom would be a good place to start. It was where he was the most comfortable and familiar with and, if Belle indeed hired a ‘full housekeeping service’, then cleaning his room should also be part of the pack, right?

“This is far better from what I’ve expected, master,” Lycaon praised the proxy as he slid his fingers over one of the shelves, trying to check if there were any particles of dust laying around. “I believe this is not the main part of the problem, is it?”

“No, it isn’t,” Wise chuckled, sitting on the edge of his bed, “I- well, I thought it would be the easiest to start from, so I decided to show you this room first,” he explained, quickly using the excuse he just came up with.

“Then,” Lycaon turned to Wise, his tall figure towering over him as he stood inches away from Wise’s seat, “do you mind if I start with the second part of the service, master?” Lycaon suggested, holding his hand behind his back.

“What do you mean?”

“Master Belle requested a full housekeeping and care service,” Lycaon explained politely, “with your permission, I’ll do the cleaning once I’m done “taking care of you”, as she described in her request.”

Wise had a puzzled look on his face. What kind of thing did Belle hire? Taking care of him? “A-ahm, sure? What did she ask you t- WAH!!”

“Excuse me, master,” Lycaon muttered gently in a paradoxical contrast with his actions. With great, yet careful, force, the Thiren pushed the proxy back into the mattress. In a swift of Lycaon’s tail, Wise was straddled by cold, metallic legs that firmly pinned his body.

And, before he could figure what was going out, one of Lycaon’s hands closed around both his wrists, keeping them above his head. “As per request by master Belle, I need to inform you that this is for ‘scolding her and being so picky about her bedroom’, master,” Lycaon nodded, following the protocol like a true professional while… merciless tickling Wise’s body.

Big, yet nimble hands scratched and tickled up and down Wise’s side, pinching the spots between each of his ribs and prodding at the middle of his armpits. A mix of embarrassment and confusion struck Wise, but there was no room inside his brain to process all that when all he could think of was how much it tickled. “L-LYCAHAHAON!! AHaHAHAh, wahAHAHait a sehEHEhecon!”

“I apologize, master,” Lycaon muttered, his free hand torturing Wise’s exposed and vulnerable armpit with a ticklish onslaught, “I’m here under master Belle’s orders and her only. I’m afraid I can not follow your requests,” he explained, his hand quickly shooting down and tickling Wise’s waist like it has never been tickled before.

“P-plehehease!! AhAHAhah, i-it’s baAHAhad, LycaHAHAHON!!” Wise could feel the heat spreading over his cheeks as he laughed, all happening so fast and so suddenly that he could barely hold back his reactions. Why did they even have services like this?!

Still, Lycaon was merciless - an unstoppable, unyielding and ticklish force. It tickled so bad and he was still using just one hand!

…

Wise stared at the ceiling with a blank expression, his eyes gazing at the nothing while the sound of vacuum cleaner echoed from the other room. Even after receiving Lycaon’s 5-star-rated aftercare, he still felt like his body was drained of any energy. His stomach and cheeks still sore from laughing and, if he closed his eyes, he could still feel that lingering sensation of Lycaon’s fingers tickling him.

“I’m almost done with master Belle’s room, master,” Lycaon announced, turning off the tool before starting a different task - probably folding her bed sheets or something else. “Would you like something to drink once I’m done, master?”

“N-no need,” Wise sighed, the sound of his own laughter still ringing inside his head. Belle, that brat… Still, he shouldn’t give a negative review to Lycaon, right? It wasn’t like he did a bad job anyway…

[riisume]

Flat colored sketch commission for an anonymous client of Belle and Lycaon from ZZZ tickling each other's feet 🤭!

Thank you for your support!

MINORS DNI

[anaklusmoshq]

para quem vai entrar agora, quais acontecimentos são importantes de se saber?

Vou explicar em tópicos pra você, cinzão!

Após a guerra contra Gaia, que ocorreu há 4 anos IC, os acampamentos Júpiter e Meio-Sangue ficaram amigos e criaram portais ligando um ao outro, para facilitar as interações dos semideuses e os deixar mais preparados para o caso de outro deus ou titã querer dar uma de poderoso de novo.

Nisso, por volta de outubro de 2021 começaram a aparecer semideuses mortos nos dois acampamentos, com as palavras “sem sobreviventes” escritas neles, em grego e latim.

Em dezembro foi quando a confusão realmente começou! Na noite de Natal ocorreu mais uma morte, e pouco tempo depois de acharem o corpo os dois acampamentos foram atacados por Lycaon e seus lobos. Teve muito sangue, muita choradeira e você consegue ler mais sobre o drop do Natal aqui.

Depois foi revelado que a verdadeira mente por trás do ataque natalino foi Psiquê, esposa de Eros e considerada uma deusa menor por conta de seu casamento divino. Também foi revelado a existência de alguns traidores entre os semideuses. Você pode ler mais sobre essa parte do plot aqui.

Aí, em fevereiro, veio uma baita novidade: a entrada dos outros panteões! Eles resolveram se revelar para os greco-romanos, pois Psiquê começou a ir buscar ajuda entre os outros deuses. Também consegue ver mais disso aqui.

E agora, tivemos esse último drop, que veio de um evento que você pode ver mais sobre aqui. O evento já chegou ao fim, mas se quiserem dizer que o personagem participou e tava lá na hora do discurso de boa moça da Psiquê, fique a vontade!

Um extra: atualmente tá rolando uma missão especial com alguns semideuses. No momento a missão ainda tá em andamento, mas ela é diretamente ligada ao plot principal e vai trazer ainda mais novidades! Então fiquem de olho.

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2024/Day 31 - Rest

Zenless Zone Zero - Wise x Lycaon

“Your tea, master proxy,” Lycaon announced politely, bending over next to Wise’s seat while holding out the cup in a silver tray. With his head lowered and an arm folded behind his back, Lycaon waited until the weight on top of the table to stand back up.

Wise raised the cup slightly, as if cheering. “Thanks, Lycaon,” he hummed before taking a sip. He closed his eyes, feeling the drink warming up his body slightly and making him unconsciously relax his tensed up shoulders. 

Wise let out a pleased sigh, placing the slightly emptier cup on top of his desk before his eyes focused back on the screen before him. Lycaon raised an eyebrow, concerned. “Ahem.”

“Hm? Yes, Lycaon?”

“Master proxy, allow me to ask,” Lycaon muttered, holding the silver tray against his body while giving Wise a stern look. “Shouldn’t you take a break to rest?”

“W-what?” Wise coughed and let out a surprised chuckle, caught by surprise. “Why do you think so?”

Lycaon’s head turned around as the butler took a moment to scan the whole scenery of Wise’s bedroom. Unlike his usual tidy self, blankets and clothes were scattered around the room - which, as a matter of fact, lacked proper illumination, with its main source of light being the screen of Wise’s computer. “Intuition.”

“Well, you could be wr-”

“And, of course, the dark circles under your eyes, master,” Lycaon added, deviating his gaze to something else to avoid Wise’s upset look. “No offense, of course.”

“Sure,” Wise huffed, leaning back into his chair and crossing his arms. “Still, I will go get some sleep when I finish this p-”

“Allow me another question, master,” Lycaon interrupted, swiftly placing the tray away and holding his hands behind his back, “how many days have it been since you started this project in particular?”

A shiver traveled down Wise’s back as those words reached him, echoing inside his head. Uh oh. “A-ahm… two? Three? I don’t kn-”

“And how many of the past 72 hours did you, master, use to sleep and rest?” Lycaon asked, his hands latching onto Wise’s shoulders. While silence filled the space around them and Wise tried to come up with an explanation, Lycaon decided to jump from the “investigating” part of his plan to the “executioning” one.

“L-Lycahaon, whahat are y- ahHAh, wahahait, thihis tickles!” Wise laughed, his arms pressing down against his sides and his back against the chair as Lycaon, somehow, managed to get his hands under his arms.

“It’s most unlikely, master proxy, that you get the recommended amount of sleep in the past days,” Lycaon explained, but why did Wise feel like he was scolding him? “Therefore, as the one currently in charge of your care, I advise you to take a break and rest. Now.”

This was no advice, this was a straight up order! Who was the servant between them anyway?! “H-hehey, I cahahan’t stop nohohow!! I’m ahahalmost dohohone an- ahAHAH!! LYCAHAHON, W-WAHAIT!!”

“Every minute wasted in this discussion is a minute you could use to rest, master, please, reconsider or I’ll have to opt for more… extreme measures.”

A/N: And, at the dawn of the final day, here we are, completing another TickleTober. Thanks to everyone who stopped by and hope you had as much as me!