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“Oof!” Thoma’s back slammed into the mat beneath him, although soft, it was still laid out on the hardwood floor. He took a moment to catch his breath before opening his eyes and looking up at his sparring partner. Ayato was staring down at him with a slight grin on his face, once again having knocked Thoma down.
“Appears I have won this round yet again, Thoma.”
“Yes yes my lord…” Thoma chuckled, taking Ayato’s now extended hand and pulling himself off the ground.
Ayato and Thoma had agreed it may be a good idea to learn some non-weapon combat, in case such a scenario ever arose. However Thoma was finding he was losing every round, his young master was certainly skilled in every way.
“What’s the matter, Thoma?” Ayato cocked his head to the side a little bit, making a curious but concerned look.
“Oh.. nothing my lord. I might just be a little exhausted.. Aha..” He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, trying not to concern Ayato.
“Thoma… call me Ayato when we are alone.” Ayato sighed, “We are still friends, are we not?”
“O-Of course my lo- I mean Ayato!” Thoma stammered in response.
“Come now Thoma, don’t hold back when fighting me~ It will be like how we would wrestle when we were younger.”
The two briefly smiled and laughed with each other over the memories. “Alright, let’s do a few more rounds.”
Thoma was still unable to beat Ayato. Although he was having a bit more fun now. At some point the two had resorted to simply rolling around and seeing who could get on top. Ayato was attempting to lay on Thoma, the latter using all his strength to hold him above and away from him. The young lord huffed at his friend’s attempts to hold all his weight up, making it harder for him by not even attempting to hold himself up, letting his arms and head drop down.
“Ugh… Ayato you’re so heavy… too much milk tea…” Thoma grinned.
“How rude! I drink an appropriate amount of milk tea!” Ayato tilted himself slightly to the side and back again, attempting to throw Thoma’s arms off balance. He still held strong though, even slightly bending his elbows and straightening them out again to prove he had the strength.
“Oh, I am impressed~” Ayato teased, suddenly he had a mischievous idea in his head. He began to lightly squeeze the insides of Thoma’s upper arm, causing him to flinch and squirm a little.
“M-My lord!?”
“I told you Thoma~ It’s Ayato!” Switching from squeezing to using his fingertips to draw light circles on various sections of his arm and inside his elbow.
“A-Ayato… s-stop it!!” Thoma’s face was beginning to turn red, both from holding his friend up and the embarrassment of this ticklish sensation he was feeling.
“Do you not want to win a match for once? Come now, you can handle this~”
“Thihihis is not- GYAAH!” Thoma suddenly felt Ayato’s fingers poking his armpits, causing him to immediately retract his arms and drop Ayato on top of himself, not helping his situation. Both men let out a grunt as they collided, winding them both, but pretty soon the room was filled with laughter again.
“A-Ayatohohohoho!!!” His attack was not ending, instead digging his fingers further under Thoma’s arms and tickling a little harder, “Gyahahahahahahahah!!!! Thihihis is cheating!!!!”
“Cheating? Neither of us ever said this was not allowed.”
“F-Fine! Tahahake thihihis!!” Before Ayato could register what he was referring to, he felt two hands slip under his own arms, scribbling somewhat experimentally, as Thoma didn’t exactly know if Ayato himself was ticklish.
“THOMA!” Ayato yelped in a high pitched voice, immediately pushing away from the blonde and covering his mouth in embarrassment.
Thoma burst out laughing at his reaction, the hydro vision user could only cover his now flustered face and groan.
“I didn’t know you were ticklish~” Thoma teased.
“Silence you…”
Thoma began crawling towards Ayato, just managing to catch his ankle before he could get up and start running.
“Nonononono noo!!” Ayato began panicking as Thoma managed to get his foot in a hold under his arm, “Oh Ayato~ Are you ticklish he- OW! Don’t kick me!”
“No tickling! No ticklihihihiiing!! Ahahahaha!!!” Ayato threw his head back against the floor as he felt Thoma’s fingers spidering across his soles. It had been so long since he had been tickled, he didn’t realise how sensitive he was. Part of him was enjoying this though, it was nice to be at home and relaxing even if it’s for a short moment.
Ayato’s thoughts were cut short when he suddenly felt a terribly ticklish sensation at the back of his knees. This caused him to squeal loudly and desperately try to wriggle away but to no avail.
“Thohohohohomaaa!!!! PLEASE!!!”
“Stop kicking me and let me tickle you!”
“Noohohohohohohhoo!!!!”
Thoma laughed and released Ayato’s leg, giving him a short breather, however the older man was not going to take this so easily. Ayato quickly tackled Thoma to the ground again, skittering his fingers up and down his sides, causing the blonde to shriek loudly.
“AHAHAHAHAAYAATOOOOOOOHOHOO!!!!”
“This is revenge!!!”
The blue haired man continued his relentless attack on Thoma’s sides. Finding that each time he brushed past his ribs his laughing would increase a bit. Feeling a bit mischievous, Ayato slipped his hands under his shirt which instantly had Thoma squirming even more.
“D-Dohohon’t!!! Doohohohon’t even think about III-AAAAHH!!!” Thoma writhed around when he felt Ayato begin to tickle and poke his lower ribs. At this point he had given up and accepted his ticklish fate, resorting to lightly holding Ayato’s wrists and throwing his head back, laughing freely. His face was feeling hot and flustered and his heart pounding from Ayato’s bare hands on his skin.
Ayato slowed his tickling, allowing his housekeeper to breathe. Thoma laid sprawled out beneath his lord, “You alright, Thoma?” He only giggled in response when Ayato realised his hands were still under and slid them out, pinching his hips lightly. “Y-You… are so dead… Ayato…” He panted, before Ayato could realise what was happening Thoma mustered up all the strength he had left, quickly pinning his friend down.
“T-Thoma!?” Ayato squeaked. Thoma took a short moment to catch his breath, and to also build up some ticklish anticipation in Ayato. His squirming did not go unnoticed by the blonde, nor did his look of fear mixed with excitement. “Keep your arms up if you can~” Thoma teased.
“W-What- WAIT THOMAHAHAHAHA!!!” Thoma wasted no time getting to work on Ayato’s sides, his arms immediately shooting down to protect himself. “Hehe, I said keep your arms up, my lord!”
“I- hehehe- I CAHAHAN’T!!!”
“Tickle tickle tickle~”
“DOHON’T SAY THAHAHAHAT!!”
“I never knew you were so ticklish, perhaps to help you relax in the future we should have tickle fights more often!”
“NAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! THOMAAAA!!!”
Thoma chuckled. He briefly stopped his attack to grab Ayato’s wrists again, pinning them above his head with one hand. “Are you enjoying this by chance?” He grinned.
Ayato looked away in embarrassment, leading Thoma to poke him in the stomach.
“GYAH N-NO!!!” He squeaked.
“Oh?” Thoma poked again, this time closer to the middle of his tummy, getting a stronger reaction this time, “My dear lord Ayato-”
“D-Don’t even think about it!!! I-I will fire you a-and you can go work with Guuji Yae! A-AAAH!! S-STOP IHIHIHIT!!!”
Thoma’s grin faded with mention of Yae, instead he slid his hands under Ayato’s shirt, scribbling the soft skin. Ayato screeched, weakly kicking his legs out behind Thoma’s back and trying to wriggle away from the sensation.
“You so enjoy this, you could easily flip me over right now but here you are. Oh… I wonder what happens if I just…” Releasing Ayato’s hands, he pulled him into his lap and slipped both hands beneath his shirt this time, focusing his attention on his lower tummy.
“GAHAHAHAHA!!! THOMAAAA!!” Ayato curled his body up and hid his face in the crook of Thoma’s neck, trying weakly to blow raspberries between laughing. The blonde only giggled lightly, “Nice try my lord, but I wonder what happens if I push this little button right… here~.”
Ayato could only manage a tiny squeak before going into silent laughter, but the way he jerked in Thoma’s lap, he instantly knew he had hit his sweet spot right in his bellybutton.
Thoma let Ayato slip away onto the floor, his laughter had turned into the occasional squeak and hiccup, and once he regained his breath he was giggling lightly. “I-I…” He turned to Thoma who was just smirking at him, “O-Okay… I… look I h-had no idea I was… so.. Sensitive..” Ayato admitted, wiping away some of the tears that had formed in his eyes. “Are you okay, my lord?”
“Thoma…”
“O-Oh right! …Ayato.”
“I am fine, it has been too long since I have uh.. Had some fun? Hehe..” He stared shyly at Thoma, who also blushed a little.
“You know, I feel like a lot of people may have heard us…”
Ayato slumped onto the floor, burying his face in his arms, “Mm then let’s just try and pretend nothing happened~”
“I don’t know if that is going to work but…”
The two chuckled at their predicament, before Thoma announced he would go and make some tea for them. Leaving Ayato alone to ponder alone, perhaps he wouldn’t mind having another tickle fight with Thoma sometime.