So Much In Common: Book 1

Chapter 16: Tickles

"Well good morning, Al~" Angel cooed from the bathroom, having just finished brushing his teeth.

"Morning Angel." Alastor stretched out and yawned, then remembered where he was, and what he and Angel had done when they got home.

"By that look on your face, I'm guessin' ya remembered last night." The spider spoke with a smile as he leaned against the bathroom doorway, "Did ya like it?"

"W-well I-I-I suppose-" Alastor stopped at the sound of Angel's laughter.

"Don't hurt yourself babe. Besides, I could tell last night that ya were enjoyin' yourself." She winked at the deer, who was already getting redder by the second.

"Angel." Alastor's voice came out in a whine as he covered his face.

"Alright I'll stop! You're really cute to tease though." Angel's voice took a sudden serious tone.

"So, why didn't ya get all nervous this time?" The spider sat next to his boyfriend, handing him his clothes that had been scattered on the floor.

"I'm not sure. I guess I just felt more confident then before. We had just finished fighting Valentino's goons." Angel nodded along in understanding. Adrenaline highs were very influential. He'd had plenty of adrenaline highs of his own.

"Yeah I can understand that. Just know I don't want ya to feel pressured or anythin' kay?" Angel took his deer's hand into his own.

"What would I do without you Angel?" Alastor placed a kiss on his lover's cheek, grateful to have someone who cared about him this way.

"Probably still threatening to kill me whenever I try to seduce you." Both chuckled at the response.

"Do you think Charlie would be upset if we just stayed in here all day?" Alastor suggest as he put on his pants. Angel Dust raised an eyebrow as he smiled curiously.

"Oh, so Mr. Tutti Funzionano Senza Gioco wants to remove the stick from his ass and play hooky?" Alastor crossed his arms at Angel's words. He'd starting catching on to Angel's little Italian phrases he used here and there.

"I am not a workaholic Angel, I just have a steady work schedule." Angel suddenly nodded along.

"Whatever ya need to tell yourself." Angel Dust stretched out his arms, his loose nightgown sleeves falling down to his shoulders. Alastor couldn't help but smile fondly. Even when his hair was messy from sleep, no make up resided on his face, his corset was off, and he made no effort for his appearance, Angel Dust was still perfect in his eyes.

"So," Alastor sat on the bed again, looping and arm around his lover, "Does playing this "hooky" as you call it sound like a nice plans for the day?"

"Well that depends." The spider let his head rest on his boyfriend's shoulder, "What should we do?"

"I have an idea!" Alastor cleared his throat, "What has ten fingers, and will make you laugh?" Angel Dust sighed in slight annoyance.

"Alastor, you know how I feel about your corny-"

"Me!" Alastor cut Angel off and began vigorously tickling the spiders sides.

"Alastor!" Angel hardly managed to speak through his laughter, "Stop! I-I'm really ti-ticklish!" Angel feel back onto the bed from how hard he laughed, but Alastor only flopped down next to him, continuing his tickle attack.

"Alastor! Stop! Please!" Angel felt his eyes water as he giggled, "I can't breath!"

"Well since you asked so nicely." The deer ceased his attack and cuddled Angel close to his chest.

"That was a cheap shot Al." Angel had finally managed to regain his breath. He tried to glare at the deer, but he couldn't stop smiling. How had something so childish make him feel so elated?

"It worked didn't it? You sounded like you enjoyed it." Alastor's smile was smug.

"I love ya Al."

"I love you too, Angel."