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1) Sketchy Vulpine (Fox X Wolf)

“S-S-Stop!” Fox demanded, gritting his teeth and writhing beneath Wolf's weight.

“Not until I get you laughing,” Wolf answered calmly, poking and prodding at Fox's sides. Then he smirked.

“C’mooon, you know you want to. It’s already pretty obvious that you’re ticklish.”

“I t-told you I’m n-n-not, s-so just get off m-me!”

Wolf quirked an eyebrow.

“Well, guess you’ve forced my hand.” He sighed dramatically, as if Fox were actually making him do this, then moved lower to squeeze Fox's hips.

“FffffaaaaahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHACK!” Fox cursed as he finally burst into laughter, body jolting before he began struggling harder.

“That’s better!” Wolf grinned, dancing his fingers up and down Fox's torso. He barely dodged Fox's attempt to knee him in the back. “Hey, no need to get violent! Just for that, I’m keeping this up for at least another minute.”

As Fox grew more hysterical and his laughter pitched higher, he could only think that this had to be the longest minute of his life.

2) Aftercare (Marth X Ike)

“Mahahahrth! Whahat are you dohohohoing?!” 

Ike's eyes had widened when Marth barreled into him, knocking him over on the couch and settling on his waist. He squeezed them shut and threw his head back in laughter when nimble fingers started poking at his muscled ribs, sides, and stomach.

“You looked like you could use some relaxing after lifting those weights!” Marth grinned, a playful twinkle in his eyes. “Plus, I don’t hear you laugh often, so I decided some tickling was the perfect way to go!”

“Stohohohop! Mahaharth nohohoho!”

“Aww, but you look so cute when you’re smiling! I wanna see more of it!”

Desperate to escape, Ike did the first thing he thought of, grabbing Marth's unprotected sides and squeezing.

“EEK!” Marth immediately squealed. 

Ike took his chance and flipped their positions, launching an immediate counterattack. 

“WAHAHAHAIT! IHIHIKEHEHEHEY!”

“You know, you look pretty cute like this yourself.

3) A Sensitive Rose (Weiss X Ruby)


“Holy Crass.”

“Weiss, no.”

“You’re ticklish.”

“Weiss.”

“I gotta try this out!”

“WEISS-”

Whatever Ruby had meant to say was promptly cut off as Weiss shoved her onto the bed, pinning both her arms with one hand before she could escape. 

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