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"Was that a giggle?"
Trey relished in the wide-eyed reaction he had gotten from Riddle. For once, the pair had managed to catch a break from their duties, and find solace in each other's arms. When he slid his hand up against Riddle's side, Trey couldn't ignore the soft giggle slipping from the housewarden's lips.
A faint blush dusted across Riddle's cheeks as he averted his gaze, shifting himself closer to his lover's chest. "You must have been mistaken." His response was direct and straighforward, if not defensive response. "I— snkh — do not giggle."
Arching a brow, Trey poked Riddle's side gently once more. A soft snicker could be heard in front of him in turn. He could feel Riddle's body try and curl into itself.
"Oh, but you did." Trey almost beamed as he skittered a few fingers upwards across Riddle's left side. There was almost a sense of nostalgia washing over the boy. The pair had gotten into tickle fights before as children. Despite his beloved's prior denial, Trey could tell that Riddle was just as ticklish as before.
"If I remember correctly," Trey's fingers tapped against Riddle's side as a half-hearted warning. "You're also ticklish riiight over here." Following his comment, Trey's fingers skittered onto Riddle's stomach, where they wriggled against the tender spot.
Before him, he watched as Riddle's head fell back against his chest, his eyes closed as he mirthfully laughed against Trey's form. "You - You fohohohool! Seise this ahahaha — at once!" Despite his half-hearted demands, Riddle's hand only lightly rested on top of Trey's.
The sound of his lover's laughter made Trey almost melt. How he missed hearing Riddle laugh so freely.
"Ah, just as I remembered." Trey snickered, before spidering his fingers along Riddle's ribs. "Where else could you be ticklish, I wonder?"