hosuh's revenge (sequal to stephen's revenge) (stosuh)

hosuh's revenge (one shot)

Stephen awoke with a drowsy and absent mind, his mind reeled with confusion as he felt that his hands were held down by the sides of his head, his ankles were also being held down below him. He was shirtless also. He was strapped down on some concrete table with a thick red cloth for physical comfort. The only thing he could move was his dead, he shook it lightly before opening his eyes. He was in a dark room, despite the light that beamed down on top of him. He squinted his eyes but the light just stung regardless whether he blocked it or not. Then footsteps were heard some were to his right, drawing closer however, hosuh stepped into the wall of light. A smirk spread across his face as he looked at stephen up and down, then back at his face.

"Hosuh? What's going on?" stephen asked, trying to free himself by squirming.

"Oh nothing...except when you took revenge on me for when i pranked you half a year back. Well its been three years now so technically three and a half years" hosuh explained with confidence.

Stephen was getting worried.

"Come on hosuh you know i did it for a reason" stephen replied.

Hosuh smiled evilly.

"And I have a reason as well~" hosuh replied playfully as he traced a finger from stephen right side up to his ribs teasingly.

Stephen quivered and tried not to think about what was happening.

"But now the tables have turned stephen, you knew this was gonna happen" hosuh said, placing all fave fingers on his stomach, tapping them in a row, starting with the pinky finger.

Stephen didn't react to it, but it was enough to push his nerves over the edge.

"Come on hosuh let me go! We can talk about this!'' Stephen reasoned.

Hosuh stopped his finger tapping to think about it, but he really wasn't. He was just trying to build tension, which Stephen obviously didn't know. While in deep fake thought, hosuh places his fingers down on stephens stomach, his pointer and middle finger, then starts marching up to stephens chest. (if you know how to play that in your head that is) Stephen started stuttering.

"W-wait hosuh p-please, we really can talk about this" Stephen reasoned again.

Hosuh ignored his statement and spoke.

"I know the level on your tolerance stephen, i've seen it been toyed with before" hosuh said.

Stephen knew what he was talking about.

"What are you talking about?" Stephen was half hoping this was a dream.

"You know, your tickle tolerance. How high or low do you think it is?" hosuh asked, putting an arm around his boyfriend.

Stephen was more comfortable with the position, it was like a half hug to him.

"Im...honestly not sure" Stephen replied.

"Well i guess there is only one way to find out don't you think?" hosuh teased, placing his hands on each side of his ribs.

Stephen quivered again.

"Uh..n-n-no! Not when I'm tied down like this!" Stephen replied, full of fear.

Hosuh started scribbling his fingers slowly against Stephen's skin and ribs, making him slightly giggle.

"Well, you don't have a choice here babe. I have the upper hand, not you. Its my turn to be god" hosuh said, putting more pressure on stephen, keeping pace slow and steady.