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Peter was bored out of his mind and decided that pranking one of the Avengers would be good entertainment. He thought Steve would make a good victim, so he bought blue hair dye and mixed it into his shampoo while Steve was busy training. Now he would just have to wait until he falls into the trap.
Until then he went to his room, busying himself with watching YouTube videos until Steve arrived to confront him.
Out of all the Avengers he was the most likely to pull something like this, so it was really a no brainer who it was.
And lo and behold one and a half hours later Steve barged into his room with blue hair. He visibly looked pissed, but Peter couldn't help himself and barked out a laugh.
"I assume this was you?" he asked glaring at Peter.
However Peter could not take him seriously with the blue hair.
"Yes. But the color suits you Captain Smurf." Peter giggled as he mock saluted Steve.
Yet Steve didn't seem amused.
"You think this is funny?" he questioned eyes dangerously narrowed.
"Yes." he continued to giggle.
That's it Steve thought "I'll give you something to laugh about."
Before Peter could react Steve pounced on him, knocking him back on the bed. He made quick work of pinning Peter's arms above hid head and began mercilessly drilling into his ribs.
Peter screeched and immediately began laughing at the incredible ticklish feeling.
"Nohoho plehehease" he begged
Steve however had no plans on being merciful, he was adamant on making Peter pay for his prank. He continued to drill into his ribcage, not leaving a single spot untickled. When he targeted that sweet spot where the armpits meet the ribs went insane trashing wildly and kicking his legs.
After a while Steve gave him a break to catch his breath. "Are ready to apologize?"
Peter thought for a moment. On one hand it did tickle a lot and if he said no, he knew he would be in for more "torture", but on the hand he did enjoy it and he was definitely wasn't ready for the fun to end. "Never" he said being extra cocky.
"We'll see about that." He said with an evil smirk and then began scribbling into Peter's belly.
Peter let out hysterical giggles and tried sucking in his belly to escape the tickles. And when Steve squeezing, pinching and poking his belly he began laughing wildly. He tried squirming, but he was firmly trapped, the only he could do is shake his head back and forth and laugh himself silly.
Eventually Steve decided to one of his fingers into Peter's bellybutton, making him squeal and snort.
"Nohohoho nohohot snkrt theheher! Anywhehehre buhut snkrt theheher"
"Why, is this your tickle spot? Is it that tickle tickle ticklish?" he teased, making Peter blush and whine.
It tickled like HELL and no matter how much he squirmed and bucked Steve was not getting out of his bellybutton. And snorting like a pig in-between his laughter certainly did nothing for his remaining dignity.
"I'm sohohohry" he screeched, not being able to handle Steve's finger in his bellybutton any longer.
To his luck Steve stopped for a moment. "Are you though?" he asked, menacingly hovering his fingers over his bellybutton, making Peter giggle nervously.
"Yehes I'm sohory really!"
Steve didn't really seemed convinced though "I don't think so, but in a minute you will be."
Before Peter could protest Steve leaned down and blew a huge raspberry over his bellybutton. Peter basically screamed and then began cackling wildly, snorting and squealing in-between.
And to his horror Steve continued to blow raspberries all over his belly. He felt ticklish vibrations spread through his body, making him go limp, submitting to the torture. The only thing he could think about how badly it tickled.
When Peter's laughter went silent though, Steve finally let up, letting go of his arms.
Peter laid there completely out of breath, giggling weakly, the redness of his face rivaling his spider suit. He protectively curled his arms around his belly.
"You still alive Queens?"
"Yeah, but god that was brutal."
"Maybe, but you asked for it with your antics. And I hope something like this wont happen again."
"I'll leave you in peace, promise."
Steve had no doubt that, that peace wouldn't last particularly long, but he would have to deal with that. At least that little punk kept things interesting.