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Iida had had his nose buried in the English textbook for over two hours now, hunched over her desk while she was on her bed in her room. Uraraka knew that studying was important, but she was getting bored staring at the same page over and over again, knowing full well the material was just not sinking in. The past tense made no sense, and half the words were not pronounced the way they were spelled, or at least that's how it felt.
She just wanted a break. The words on the page blurred together and she needed to press the pause button.
As dramatically as possible, Uraraka flopped over onto her back with a long, drawn-out sigh. "Iidaaaaaa..." she whined at her boyfriend.
"Hm?" Iida acknowledged with a hum, hardly taking attention away from the book. "Yes?"
"Can we take a break now?" Uraraka stared up at the ceiling. "I am absorbing nothing at this point. I need a break."
"Oh I'm sure you can last another thirty minutes, my dear." Iida kept his eyes on the page. "Just try to focus a little longer, and then we can watch a movie as a break."
"That's a full half-hourrrrr," the aspiring heroine complained. "I can't do it. I'll die."
A tiny chuckle was Iida's response. "Is that so?"
She heard the wheels of her rolling chair scrape against the carpet of her room.
"Yes, it'll be a devastating death too." Uraraka flung her arm over her face, feigning exhaustion. "You wouldn't want your girlfriend to die, would you?"
Another chuckle from Iida. "You're being a little dramatic, Uraraka."
Uraraka rolled onto her side and stared Iida in his eyes. "I think I'm being the perfect amount of dramatic, thank you very much."
Iida arched an amused eyebrow. "Oh really?" He leaned back in her chair and folded his arms over his broad, sturdy chest. "Come now, I believe in you," he pointed to the textbook at the foot of her bed. "Thirty more minutes and we'll call it a night, how about that?"
Uraraka shook her head. "I vote we have a break now." She rearranged herself so that she was sitting criss-cross, elbows propped on her kneecaps. "The exam isn't for another three days anyway!"
Iida only sighed. "Uraraka," his voice turned a bit stern. "You have been struggling in this subject for the past two weeks." He tapped the book again. "Thirty more minutes...Here..." he rolled towards the bottom of her bed and picked up the text, licking his fingers as he flipped through the pages to get to where they were supposed to be. "I'll help you."
"Nope." Uraraka remained obstinate.
A slightly more agitated sigh from Iida. "If we have a break now, I know you'll protest and not want to come back to it. Let's just get through this last half hour and then--"
"Make me." Uraraka folded her arms and stared him down with a smirk dancing on her lips.
Iida's eyes widened. "E-Excuse me?" He closed the book with a loud thud.
Uraraka giggled at his reaction. This would be fun. She was going to get her break whether he liked it or not. "You heard me." She stuck out her tongue, a surge of playfulness spreading throughout her body. "Make me."
"Oh ho, ho," Iida shook his head as he got up from her chair. He gently pushed it back under her desk before walking back towards her bed. "Are you sure about that?" A teasing smile spread across his face, bringing his hands up to his chest and wiggling them in the air. "I know just how to make you submit to my wishes, my dear."
"Hehehe," Uraraka giggled again before clearing her throat before trying to keep her voice steady. "Your tactics won't work on me this time." She patted her stomach and sides. "I've got abs of steel. Nothing you do will--Hahah hey!"
The playful teasing began.
Iida leaned forward and pushed her body backwards, bending her back so that her body was in the shape of an upside-down L. He pinned her wrists together above her head and squeezed her legs between his thighs.
"Go on," he leaned closer still and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Try to get away."
Uraraka giggled and faked distress, not being able to wiggle as much as she would have liked. "I can't..."
"Mmmhm," Iida grinned cockily as he brought up his free hand to stroke her blushing cheek. "You're already looking quite flushed," he tutted his tongue. "Are you sure you don't want to go back to studying?" He wiggled his free fingers in her face again. "This can all be avoided if you get back to studying right now like a good student."
"Good students take breaks too, Mr. Class President," she stuck out her tongue again and nibbled on her bottom lip.
"Alright," Iida smirked and let his fingers fall into the hollow pits of her arms, gently brushing the pads of his fingers against the smooth shaven skin there. Uraraka almost regretted wearing a tank top, but no, that wouldn't have made this little game as fun. "You leave me no choice then..."
Goosebumps rippled over her body as he teased her, just gently brushing that sensitive area of skin.
Soft giggles made their way out of her throat as he continued to just slowly tease her there, eventually stopping movement all together, putting her in a state of unbearable anticipation.
"I-I-Iihihihiidaahaha..." Uraraka giggled. "S-Stop teheheasing!"
"Oh?" He moved his fingers so that only his pointer finger rested on her arm. He adjusted himself so that he could trace a very light line with his nail from her pinned wrists down to her pit again. It was just light enough that it didn't tickle too much. It wasn't hard enough to make her laugh, but it also wasn't light enough to make her not squirm. "Am I teasing you?" He kept repeating the process. "Tell you what, my dearest darling," his voice dropped low as he arched an eyebrow, all the while soft, breathy giggles still leaving Uraraka's body. "If you submit and say that you will continue to study, then I'll stop."
Uraraka shook her head vigorously. "N-Nehehever!"
"Suit yourself..."
That was the only warning Uraraka got before Iida danced all five of his strong, calloused fingers in her hollow armpit.
"EEEEP! Hehehehe!" Uraraka started shaking like a maraca. "Iheheheheidahahaha!"
"That's my name," he said smugly. "Let's see...Oh, look at that, your wiggling has made the hem of your tank top slip up."
Uraraka's eyes widened as he continued to tickle her armpit. "Nohohoho!"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," Iida smirked as he tickled his way down to her tummy, crawling a warm hand up her shirt. He pushed the tank top up just enough that he could see her whole pale stomach. "It's been a while since I've tickled your bare belly, hasn't it?"
Uraraka wanted to make a snarky remark, but the will left her as he plunged his pointer finger into her belly button and twirled it around and around. "EEEEHEHEHEHE!"
"Ah yes, I recall now," Iida's words could just be heard over her laughter. "You're quite ticklish here." He bent down and pressed his lips to the exposed side of her stomach while still attacking her belly button.
A loud roar of giggles erupted from Uraraka as Iida blew vicious raspberries all over her stomach. He smirked against various parts of the bouncing tummy.
"Hahhehehe! I-IidahAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!" She tugged desperately at her wrists, but as usual, Iida was stronger than her. She thrashed beneath him as he continued to tease her like the tickle monster he was.
"Silly me," he brought his mouth away from her stomach and took his finger out of her belly button. "I should be checking in on you," it was as if his eyes were smirking triumphantly at her. "How are you feeling now, my love?" He tilted his head to the side. "Do you yield? Will you return to your studies?"
Uraraka was still giggling when she shook her head, sweat beginning to accumulate on her skin.
Iida shrugged as he pinched her hip. "Very well then," and back to the tickling he went.
"HEHEHEHEHAHA! Nononononoooo! Hehehehe!" Uraraka would be lying if she said she didn't like it when he tickled her. It was playful and sweet, and it was always fun.
She could feel her face turning as red as a tomato when he tickled her hips relentlessly.
It would only be a matter of time before he tickled what he called her "death spot." There had yet to be a time when she could go longer than five seconds being tickled on her neck before tapping out.
"Urarakaaaaa," Iida taunted before blowing another loud raspberry right in the center of her tummy. "Say you'll study, and I'll stop."
She was still laughing frantically as she shook her head, slightly less confident this time.
"You bring this upon yourself..." Then her fiendish tickle monster boyfriend scattered his tickling tactics on various parts of her body, no rhyme or reason for the placements.
Her left armpit followed by her right, then her collarbone before bouncing down to her hip, and then her ribs. Oh her ribs. It was a close second to her death spot. He lingered there for what was probably less than a minute but what felt like an hour to Uraraka. Her back bowed and she tried desperately to squirm away from his tickly fingers.
"Oh my sweet darling," Iida sighed with a smile still bright on his lips. "You leave me no choice..."
Tears welled in her eyes from laughing so hard. He didn't give her time to protest before plunging his finger into the sides of her neck.
He wiggled, wiggled, wiggled. Jolts of electricity zapped up and down her body and her tummy flipped over and over the longer his fingers tickled her there.
A stream of scream-laughter hybrids poured from her aching lungs.
She couldn't handle it anymore.
She lasted three whole seconds.
"OKAYOKAYOKAYYEHEHEHEHE!" Uraraka trashed, tears streaming down her beet red cheeks. "I-I submihihihihheheheheHEHEt!" She tried to scrunch her neck as much as possible to stop Iida's fingers from tickling, but it didn't work. "I SUBMIHIHHIHEHEEEHEHE!"
"Very good," Iida smirked as he released her wrists and legs.
Uraraka laid there panting. She curled into herself to make a tight ball, still slightly giggly from all the tickling. "Y-You're so cruel, hehe."
Iida sat down next to her and rested a large hand on her jumpy shoulder. "A tickle monster has no choice." He pressed a hand to his chest. "Now, once you've settled down, we will go back to studying." Iida brushed Uraraka's bangs off of her sweat-slicked forehead. "I must have really worked you up, hm?"
"Hmph," Uraraka pushed herself up into a sitting position with shaky arms as she grabbed her book. "I think it is only fair that you snuggle with me while I read the textbook." She leaned against the cool wall of her room sitting on the bed. Her small hand patted the space next to her. "You can quiz me."
"Mmm," Iida hummed in approval. He crawled his way next to her and curled an arm around her shoulders.
They made themselves comfortable before getting ready to dive back into the book.
As Uraraka was flipping through the pages to find where she had left off, she heard a low rumbling chuckle from Iida's chest.
"What's so funny?" She looked up at him with curious eyes.
"You still got your break, you little minx." Iida gave her a slight squeeze before kissing the crown of her head. "So sneaky."
"Oopsies," Uraraka winked and tapped the book. "Okay, I'll focus. Then we can watch a movie?"
Iida flashed her a gentle smile and nodded. "Yes, my dear, that's an excellent plan."
And that is exactly what they did.