Tickle Book

Spider-Kid

     "Hello, Spider-Kid." Loki greeted as he walked into the tower. Peter tiredly sat himself up on the couch, having been woken up from a nap, and waved.

     "Hi, Mr. Loki. Don't call me that." The young hero said with a stretch.

     "Okay, Spider-Kid." Loki responded as he sat on the couch. He had always been particularly fond of teasing, and name-calling was one of his favorite ways to do it.

     "Hey, I mean it!" Peter whined.

     "Or what?" Loki challenged. Peter, although slightly taken aback by this, quickly formed a plan. A revenge plan. For all the times Thor and Loki had tortured him senseless.

     "Or I'll get revenge!" Loki scoffed, knowing exactly what Peter was talking about.

     "Oh, innocent Spider-Kid. I've said it once and I'll say it again. I'm. Not. Ticklish." Loki gave a teasing poke to Peter's side in between every word for emphasis.

     "That's it!" Peter yelled. He may have been smaller than Loki, but his web proved to be stronger as he tackled Loki onto the couch and pinned his arms above his head. Loki looked surprised, but sat there with the utmost confidence. Peter despised that shit-eating grin on his face.

     "Go ahead and try, Spider-Kid. You won't win." Loki said as Peter traced his sides. Nope, nothing. Stomach? Nope. Underarms? Zilch. Neck? Fail.

     Peter was on the verge of just giving up and letting Loki go when his hand trailed onto Loki's hip. The mischief maker gave a rather girlish squeak, bucking his hips in the air. Peter locker eyes with him for a moment before finally being able to return that grin.

     "Peter, don't you dare." Loki warned. The only person that knew he was ticklish was Thor, and he was sworn to secrecy. Loki wasn't ticklish anywhere else, but he knew that even if he was, his hips would be his worst spot.

     "Too late!" Peter said as he stuck his tongue out. Loki was about to retaliate but he was soon cut off by his own laughter. Peter never expected it to be this bad, but he was enjoying every second of revenge.

     "PEHEHETER! GEHEHET OHOHOFF!" Loki yelled, kicking his legs. Peter chuckled.

     "No, I don't think I will."

     "I SWEHEHEAR TO GOHOHOD-"

     "It's bad, isn't it?"

     "I WIHIHIHILL KIHIHILL YOUHOU!"

     "Not if you're laughing too hard!"

     "I CAHAHANT BREHEHEHEATHE!"

     Peter pulled back, noticing Loki's face go an unnerving shade of purple. Loki laid breathless on the couch as Peter just grinned down at him with a feeling on mightiness.

     "L-let me go right now."

     "Oh, but this is so much fun! Plus, I want you to do something first."

     "What is i-is it?"

     "Promise to never call me 'Spider-Kid'."

     "Why? It suits you."

     "It's embarrassing! Look, just- promise and I'll stop."

     "No."

     "Alright, suit yourself."

     "Nonono- NOHOHO! GEHET OHOHOFF!"

      Peter continued this torture for about five minutes before Loki felt like he couldn't physically take any more.

     "PEHEHETER! I CAHAHANT-"

     "You know what you have to do."

     "GEHEHEHET OHOHOHOFF!"

     "You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say that you were enjoying this!"

     "FIHIHIHINE! IHIHI PROHOHOMISE!"

     Peter, true to his word, stopped tickling Loki and undid the webbing around his wrists. Loki sat up and rubbed his hands, panting harshly.

     "You okay, Mr. Loki?" Peter asked innocently, wanting to make sure he hadn't gone too far. Loki looked up at him by the sound of his voice.

     "Run, Parker, if you want to live."