Tickle stories - Marvel (One Shots)

Pranking Tony and Peter (Reader involved)

You had to put a hand on your sister Morgan’s mouth to prevent her from revealing that both of you were in the lab watching your dad and your boyfriend, Peter tinkering in the lab. You were watching both of them from one of the many entrances into the lab. Morgan and you decided that Peter and your dad were working too hard on projects in the lab and they needed to lighten up a little bit.

You had set up an air horn under a table in the lab. You set a small weight under one of the table legs, which was hooked up to a remote control car and you had the remote. All you needed to do was move the toy car so the table would rest on the airhorn so it would blare into the lab.

“Y/N/N can we do it now?” Morgan whispered to you and you nodded. You let her push the button to move the car forward under the table. The blare of the airhorn let loose. You watched both Peter and Tony jump and cover their ears and run around trying to find the airhorn. Peter finally saw it under the table and shot a web at it and pulled it from under the table.

Tony turned to see both you and Morgan sitting the doorway trying not to let the giggles pour out of your mouth. Once you saw the look on Tony’s face, “Morgan run!” you yelled and the both of you bolted into the living room with the other Avengers. "You are both going to pay for that.” Tony yelled as he and Peter chased after the both of you.

You saw Morgan run and hide behind the chair Natasha was sitting in, and you knew where both Peter and Tony would come into the living room so you hid near the exit.

“Avengers have you seen either of my offspring?” Tony announced when both he and Peter ran into the living room with the others. All of them shook their heads except Thor.

“Baby Stark is hiding behind lady widow’s chair and the Stark that is dating the spider boy is behind the both of you sneaking out of the living room.” You saw Peter turn in your direction with a wicked grin on his face. You took off running out of the living room in search of a safe place to hide. You heard Peter’s footsteps behind you.

“Y/N you’re just going to make this worse for yourself.” Peter yelled as he continued to chase after you. You knew this compound like the back of your hand I mean you helped your dad design it. “Get back here Y/N.” All of a sudden you felt a sticky substance on the back of your shirt and you were getting pulled backward towards Peter. He quickly threw you over his shoulder and made his way back towards the living room.

“Peter this isn’t fair.” You were lightly hitting his back and trying to squirm out of his arms but you were unsuccessful. You heard Morgan’s hysterical giggles as you got closer to the living room. Once Peter finally made it back to the living room you saw Morgan being held in your dad’s arms and was being tickled silly. “Dahahahahaddy. Stahahahahahap.” Morgan giggled as your dad started to blow raspberries in her neck. 

Peter gently set you on the ground and quickly sat on your waist and looked at you with an evil smirk on his face. “Peter don’t do this.” You grunted as Peter was trying to wrestle your wrists into one of his hands. Although, he lost his patience and webbed your wrists together above your head.

“But Y/N you are so cute when you’re getting...TICKLED!” Peter said rapidly started squeezing all over your stomach and rapidly switching positions. Peter had you giggling instantly and the fact that your arms were stuck above your head made the sensation worse because you knew that you couldn’t defend yourself.

“Nohohohoho.” You giggled as you tried to squirm out from under Peter.

“Wow! Y/N you’re really ticklish.” Peter said playing dumb, the two of you had tickle fights all the time so he knew exactly where to tickle you and how to tickle you in every one of your spots. “I should see where else that you’re ticklish.” Peter then moved to up to your armpits.

He wrapped his hands behind you so he could tickle your shoulder blades but he also had his thumbs in each armpit. He rapidly started to vibrate his thumbs and you shrieked before you let out hysterical giggles. “Wait your ticklish here too! I’m going to have to remember that!” Peter was still playing dumb. What was with all this extra teasing today?

All of a sudden Peter stopped tickling you and looked down at you endearingly. You were too drawn in by his eyes so you didn’t see where his hands ended up going. He was squeezing right above your knees. You cackled with laughter as you tried your hardest to kick your legs out of his grasp. Although all his weight on your waist was preventing you from kicking very much. “What’s so funny Y/N. Why are you laughing so hard?” Peter continued to tease you as he moved his hands to your inner thighs making you squeal with laughter.

Once again Peter let you have a breather and continued to look down at you with mischief on his face. He slowly spread a smirk across his face, “Y/N I just have one question for you. Does this tickle?” He rapidly started squeezing your sides all the way up to your armpits. Sometimes he went at the same pace or he’d switch it up that neither of his hands were in the same spot as the other. You were going crazy with hysterical laughter, you desperately tried to scream out ‘YES’ but you were too far gone with laughter. This didn’t cause Peter to stop though.

Through tear filled eyes you saw him lean down toward your face, you knew exactly what was coming. It was Peter’s favorite way to get you giggle. You started to crane your head so Peter couldn’t get anywhere near your ears or neck.

“Seriously Y/N does this tickle? Just please tell me!” Peter said quietly to you to further send you into hysterics with him rapidly tickling all over your body and then further teasing you. You can’t process anything in your mind, you were seriously regretting pranking your dad and Peter. Eventually you couldn’t keep up trying to divert Peter and he finally was able to put his head in-between you arm and right ear.

To make the situation worse he was whispering in your ear in the most ticklish way possible. Saying things like, “Y/N I need answers. Does this tickle or not?,” “Why aren’t you answering me?” I need to know. Please please tell me?”

“Alright Peter, I don’t want my daughter passing out.” Your dad finally spoke up. Peter gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and stopped tormenting you. You looked up to see that your dad stopped torturing Morgan and must have for a while because she was contently sitting on Natasha’s lap, breathing normally and her face was normal coloring. Unlike you.

“I’m sorry.” You giggled out as Peter got off of you and you tried to get up but forgot that Peter webbed your hands down.

“I’ll go get the web dissolving fluid.” You dad mentioned as he made his way to the lab where they keep an unlimited supply.

You turned your attention back to Peter and he was lying next to you with his head propped in his hand. “You know Y/N, you never answered my question. Does this tickle or not?” He poked your side.

“Yehehes! Nohohow stahahahap!” You giggled still frustrated you couldn’t fight back yet. Thankfully, Peter stopped and waited until your dad came back to dissolve the web around your arms. Once you were free, Peter gathered you in his arms.

“Tread lightly Y/N. You know that I will gladly do this again prank or no prank.” He told you as he picked you up and made his way to the couch to cuddle you further.