Day 19: Arms Up
Roman and Remus are playing a game of 'Arms Up'. Everytime Roman lowers his arms, Remus has to tickle him anywhere, mercilessly for 5 minutes. It doesn't take long for Roman to quickly realize how much of a brutal tickler his brother is...
God...when your own teases in your own fics start to effect you too...That's when you know you may have made a mistake...XD
Regardless...I hope you enjoy!
Remus had placed down a tiny collection of tools to help him get the job done. He had an old fashioned timer, and plenty of energy to let out. “Okay. You ready?” Remus asked. Roman had looked at the tools for only 2 seconds…and was already a giggling, blushing mess. “Ohoho nohoho…Cohome on, why did you have to bring those into the game?!” Roman asked.
“Because it’s funny! And I need a way to win too.” Remus argued playfully back to him.
“Buhut you do! For heaven's sake, you have nails!” Roman reminded him.
“...Well yeeaah…” Remus mumbled, blowing on his nails playfully. “But you know me. Tools are a good addition to a game like this!” Remus told him.
Roman bit his lip. “Ihi guess…” he muttered.
“Alright.” Remus slammed his hands onto either side of the carpet. “Your goal is to keep your arms up for as long as possible. If you drop your arms for any reason, then you get 5 minutes of additional tickles.” Remus told him.
Roman tensed up, and covered his mouth. “Ohono…” He mumbled.
Remus smirked and wiggled his fingers at him. “Does that mean you’re ready?” Remus asked.
Roman let out a sigh to calm down, and lifted his hands up above his own hand. “Okay. Ready.” Roman replied.
Remus nodded and started the stopwatch. “Go!” Remus touched his fingers down on Roman’s armpits the moment the stopwatch began.
Roman jumped and froze in place, his surprise evident on his face. “OH-” Roman gasped and squeaked helplessly as he felt both sets of fingers gliding down his armpits to his ribs. “eeEEEEHEHEHEEEEK!” Roman shouted.
“Kiiitchy kitchy koooo~” Remus teased, bringing his fingers uuuup and doooown his ribs. “Let the tiiiickles completely destroooy yoooouu.” Remus teased.
Roman clenched his fists and shook his head. “Sssstahahahap!” Roman reacted.
“Are you going to keep going for a while longer?” Remus lowered his fingers down the armpits to his middle ribs. “Or…Are you going to give up and lower those arms for me?” Remus asked with a big, evil smirk as he raised his fingers back up to his armpits.
Roman’s arms finally fell down, crushing Remus’s hands under his armpits as Roman giggled helplessly on the ground. “Hehehehehehe- Dahahahang ihihihihit.” Roman yelled.
Remus gasped as he removed his hands and stopped the stopwatch. “Success!” he exclaimed, before cracking his knuckles. “34 seconds!” Remus declared. “Now for the most ticklish 5 minutes of your life~!” Remus declared next, before turning on the timer. “5 minutes starts NOW!” Remus shouted as he started skittering his fingers all over Roman’s belly and sides.
Roman wheezed rolled onto his side, laughing and cackling loudly as he tried to cover up his ticklish spots. “WAHAHAHA! COHOHOHOME OHOHOHOHON!” Roman shouted.
Remus smiled. “Coochy coochy coochy coo, Ro-Ro~!” Remus teased. “Which side tickles more? Left side?” Remus squeezed the left side.
Roman gasped and squealed, shaking his head as he snorted and giggled. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” Roman pleaded.
“Oooor the right side?” Remus asked next, squeezing his right side.
Roman snorted and giggled, covering his mouth with his hands. “MMMM! MMMHMHMHMHMMM!” He screamed, all muffled.
Remus smiled and turned Roman onto his back before taking in a deep breath. “Raspberry incoming!” Remus yelled before blowing a raspberry.
Roman screeched. “WaitWAITWAAHAHAHAHA! NAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Roman screamed, unable to stop Remus no matter what he tried. “PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEASE! HEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Roman cackled super loudly.
Remus giggled and looked at the timer, right as it went off.
[BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP!]
Remus turned off the timer and rubbed his hands together. “Now: Another round of ‘arms up’?” Remus asked him.
Roman was too busy giggling and holding his knees in fetal position, to answer Remus’s question. “Hehehe…Hohohohold ohohon…” Roman muttered.
“Still alive?” Remus asked. “I didn’t kill you, did I?” He asked.
“Nohoho. Yohou didn’t.” Roman replied.
“Aww fuck…I failed my one mission in life.” Remus muttered, annoyed.
Roman giggled a little more and rolled himself over onto his back. “Alright. Another round!” Roman declared, placing his hands above his head.
Remus chuckled and readied his hands. “Round 2?” Remus clarified.
Roman nodded. “Go for it.”
Remus clicked the start button on the stopwatch before touching his hands into his armpits again. “Tickle-tickle-tickle-tickle-tickle~!” Remus teased, fluttering his fingers in the hollows of his armpits.
“OhoHOHO NAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEEE!” Roman laughed, struggling to keep his arms up.
“You struggling yet, Romulus?” Remus teased.
Roman nodded his head while clenching his fists. “Yehehes! Whahahat doho yohohou thihihihink?!” He asked.
“I think you’re too ticklish to survive this game.” Remus admitted.
“FIHIHIGHT MEHEEEE!” Roman shouted back.
“Okay!” Remus removed his fingers for a moment, and started moving his index fingers closer and closer to the hollows of Roman’s armpits. Roman widened his eyes and looked back and forth at the fingers. He could see them visibly getting closer to his armpits, knowing he would have to make a choice to either risk getting destroyed with tickles and being unable to cover up his armpits, or lower his arms down and get another 5 minutes of tickles.
Roman held his breath and tensed up, awaiting the fingers in his armpits. Remus noticed his moment of bravery, and decided to have a little fun. He brought his fingers back and grabbed a tool from the tiny collection. Adjusting it, Remus brought the tool up to Roman’s belly button, and clicked the button.
BzzzZZZZZ!
“GAH!! HAHAhahahAHAHA!” Roman cackled, clenching his fists again and shaking his head left and right helplessly. “NOOOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAIRRR!” Roman shouted at him.
“All is fair in a game of ‘Arms up’!” Remus replied with a smirk.
Roman finally threw his arms down to cover up his armpits. Remus pulled his fingers out and stopped the stopwatch. “45 seconds! You beat your first record by 11 seconds!” Remus reacted.
Roman was hugging his arms, unable to contain his giggles as he kicked his feet like a ballerina.
Seeing Roman’s feet kicking like this, gave Remus an idea. He grabbed the hairbrush from his collection and brought his foot into a headlock. “5 minutes of tickles, starts NOW!” Remus started the timer and spun the hairbrush in his finger before ‘brushing’ his foot.
“Wait, WHAT?! eeEEEHEHEHEEEK!” Roman yelled, kicking Remus’s back with his other free foot.
“Goodness, I forgot how ticklish your feet are!” Remus reacted, continuing to brush the arch of his foot.
Roman pulled on his foot desperately as he struggled to overcome the tickles. It was usually really, really difficult to get out of Remus’s grip when he’s overcome with motivation. And this time was no different. He held his head with his hands and shook his head wildly, unable to explain just how ticklish his foot was. Remus knew this very well, and happily exploited this fact often.
But as if it couldn’t get worse…Remus pulled out a blending pencil and started poking it right in between his toes. And OOOOOH MY GOD, did that ruin the man! Roman had gone completely silent after only a couple pokes! His toes were just way too ticklish to be touched, let alone tickled!
[BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP!]
Roman went completely limp the moment he heard the alarm go off. He could not be more thankful to hear such a sound. The most annoying sound in the world…was like beautiful piano music in his ears. He thanked the stars he hadn’t died at the hands of his brother on this blessed day.
“Another round of arms up?” Remus asked him.
Roman shook his head persistently. “Nohoho. Nohoway. No way…” Roman replied. “Not again.”
Remus tilted his head. “R-Really?” He asked. “Not even a little?” He clarified.
Roman shook his head. “Nuh uh! You’re brutal as a tickler.” Roman replied.
Remus’s face began to soften slightly. It began to dawn on him that maaaaybe he was tickling him a little too harshly. He began to think of ways to make it up to his twin brother…Maybe…
Maybe some revenge is in order?
Remus switched out the electric toothbrush head and placed it down in the pile. He pushed the tools over to Roman with a big smile, before laying himself down close by and placing his arms above his own head. “Okay. Your turn!” Remus told him.
Roman blinked in surprise and was taken aback. Was…Was Remus…giving him the tools…to tickle him? Roman looked down at the tools, before looking back up at Remus. “R-Really?” Roman asked.
“Yeah! I wanna play too.” Remus admitted.
Roman narrowed his eyes at him, before crossing his arms. “How do I know you won’t attack me the moment I tickle you?” Roman asked, well aware of Remus’s usual methods of cheating.
Remus summoned a red ribbon around his wrists and placed them above his head. “There. No tickle-backs.” Remus replied.
Roman rolled his eyes. “I know you too well…you’re perfectly capable of tickling me, even if your hands are tied.” Roman reminded him.
“Well…” Remus thought for a moment…before letting out an awkward chuckle. “Okay, maybe that’s true. But…give me a chance.” Remus told him. “This is your one time to get me back. Take it, or you may lose that chance.” Remus told him.
Roman hesitantly scooted himself up to Remus. He slowly picked up the feather duster that was hidden amidst the collection, and fluttered it on his belly with great uncertainty.
Remus’s giggles filled the room for a little bit. This was his attempt to show Roman that he wasn’t playing him. He was going to let him tickle him.
Remus’s laughter was enough to convince Roman to keep going. He slowly grew a smile as he fluttered the feather duster on his belly and sides more, before moving up to his armpit. The moment Remus guffawed at the armpit tickles, Roman was fully confident. He picked up the stopwatch, and clicked the start button. Roman was going to take advantage, and completely wreck this man with every tickle tool he had at his disposal.
And he was going to enjoy every single second of it.
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“Look at me on my white horse, saving the day!” He mused so proudly, “Seems it got you a bit of cred with your boss, didn’t it? And what was that, something about a bonus too?”
“And now I have an entire shoot to direct.” She replied with a tired smirk and a nod. “And yeah, she’s been dangling that bonus since the beginning of the year.”
He shrugged, prowling closer, caging her in with his arms as he braced them on the table behind her. The scent of his cologne enveloped her, dark and sensual.
“I’m sure you’ll manage just fine.” He paused, “You’re welcome by the way.”
She tilted her head at his playful remark, giving his belt a tug, pulling him into a kiss. Her lips brushed his several times, by now they were both used to the stares and quick little instances of phones being pulled out during his lunchtime visits.
“Thank you.”
“You know angel, I have to say, I think these conference room meetings are starting to grow on me, I’m finding them very stimulating…”
“Keep it in your pants, Sionis, mama’s working.” His eyebrows shot up at that one, and his chest inhaled a deep controlling breath.
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