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There were some points where you just wondered about Ray. He was so new to being given affection and was still unaware of so much that was out there, waiting to be experienced. Whether it was a simple hug, kiss, any type of simple touch, it looked as if it felt odd to him. New to him, too. He hadn’t been given any of this before, at least before you came into his world and changed everything for good.
What you’d come to notice lately is how he would react being given such gentle touches. When you would walk up behind him and wrap your arms just around the waist of his, he’d have a little bit of a flinch, then giggle following this. As for your kisses, there was a similar outcome. You could have your nose gently brush up against his in the moment of pecking him on the lips when, of course, he would shiver slightly while still smiling. This was also the case for hand holding, nuzzling, and of course going about and actually intending to tickle Ray.
When you first pointed out the topic to Ray, he was a little confused about what you meant.
“You always have this cute little thing where you’ll laugh at any little touch I give you. It’s adorable,” you teased.
“A-Adorable? I didn’t think it was something that you liked...I just do it on my own, really. It...feels like that when you put your hands in my hair, too,” the prince-like man explained. “Mm...No one’s ever touched me like that before you were here. You’re special to me because you were the first to show me that. You can be like that to me whenever you want.”
Such a precious, innocent soul. He would always go on and on about how special you were to him, and he never had enough of saying those words to you. He would get so lost in his words to the point where his only focus is on treating you like royalty; his royalty, specifically. Nothing else would matter at that moment except you.
“I love you so, so much. The longer you stay here, the happier I keep getting. You make me the happiest person to ever live...Your touches are perfect and always make me happy. I wish that I could have them forever, all to myself...A-Ah!”
As much as you enjoyed hearing Ray praise you, you wanted to hear more of his sweet laughter and see his smile once again. You’d decided to give him a gentle poke on his stomach and try to tickle Ray for the first time. Maybe you’d go further than a little poke if he likes it, but he only gets more adorable regardless. You began to gently move your fingers across his tummy and giggled yourself as you watched him.
“H-Hahaha...W-What are you doing!? Cutie!” He laughed, his hands moving up by instinct to cover up his face as he curled up.
Ray had burst into a giggle overload and blushed in embarrassment in reaction to your touch. Of course, like always, this was new to him. That smile of his was more than enough to get you to smile as well.
“Ticklish, flower boy? You never told me, but you’re so cute when you get like this,” you hummed, carefully moving your fingers upwards and towards his sides. You wondered where he was most ticklish, and you needed to keep those spots in mind in order to have your playful attacks take an effect.
“H–Haha, maybe! Ah! B–But I’ve never...done this...” Ray’s words came out incoherently in between giggles.
You stopped for a moment in order for him to calm down some. You enjoyed getting laughter out of him and being able to see those feelings from him, for you and you only. Out of breath and energy, he leaned on top of you and fell gently in your lap, his head just resting above your knee. Ray looked up to you, eyes seeming to twinkle. He reached up a hand to cup your face and sighed in comfort.
“How are you so fun to be around? No one’s ever wanted to be like this with me...You make me ticklish. My heart always feels jittery, excited...I’m always happy because of you. I can feel even the most gentle touch from you and still feel like I’m soaring,” he spoke softly, closing his eyes. “Hm...When you sit next to me and I can feel your arm pressed up against mine, it feels so soft and warm. And...when I can feel your hair when you rest your head on my shoulder, I never want you to move. I can feel my heart beating so fast...”
“Too precious...” You giggled to yourself, reaching and moving your hand to touch his hair. You combed your hand through his hair gently and observed his peaceful expression. With his eyes closed in this way, resting in your lap, and that gentle smile, it was so difficult to resist cuddling him. You moved your hand down slightly to cup his cheek and caressed it softly. Ray peeked open an eye just as you started to rub your thumb in circles on his cheek.
“Hm...That feels so soft and sweet...I needed to look to see if it wasn’t all a dream,” he sighed in relief, his eyes shutting again.
“What if I do this? Will you know it’s real then?” You suggested this just before moving your hand to the back of his neck and gliding your fingers up and down his neck. This got a cute squirm out of Ray, his smile growing bigger as he leaned one way throughout laughter.
“Yes, I know! Haha...Oh god, how do you...know just where to do this!?” Ray giggled, forcing his eyes shut and becoming more and more flustered each moment.
You chuckled to yourself and shrugged. “Maybe I’m just good at guessing, sweetie...I know you well, don’t I? Hm...maybe the palms of your hands, too?” You teased as you held one of his hands in your own, rubbing your thumb similar to the way you rubbed his cheek.
Ray became a little more blushy this time. “H-Hey, now I’m just going to blush more! Haha...”
“Your cheeks are all rosy. You really are a flower boy, Ray...”
“I–I love them...”
“Of course you do, Ray! I know you do, and that’s so cute...”
“I’m not cute, though...”
“But you are, Ray. You always will be.”
A day had passed, and you two were together once again. Today, you were spending time together in the garden. Ray had prepared an assortment of pastries and tea to share with you. As always, his baking skills were perfect and you wouldn’t want anything of it to change. The sight was gorgeous, too gorgeous to put into words. Putting his heart into preparing everything for you, all he hoped for was for you to have the most amazing experience. Every small detail in what he gave you was far more than you could ever ask of him, but he felt the need to express his love to the furthest extents possible.
You both sat across from each other, staring into each others’ eyes and sharing both smiles and sweets. It was quiet, the only sound you could hear being that of birds singing. The gentle scent of flowers was a comfort to you as well, reminding you of Ray himself. You didn’t want to change anything.
“You’re...happy, aren’t you? I hope you are...Did I do enough for you?” Ray anxiously asked, looking around in concern. Even when he asked things like this so often, you were always more than satisfied with him. He eyed at your face and anxiously tapped his foot on the ground in anticipation of your answer.
“Of course I’m happy, Ray. This is even more than I could ever ask for!” You confirmed, taking a sip of the tea he prepared. It tasted just like something Ray would enjoy. Sweet, sweet, sweet. Just like Ray, who happens to like things almost as sweet as himself. “You’re going to the fullest extent even when you weren’t even told to do anything,” you hummed, taking a cream puff in between your fingers and raising it up to his lips. “It tastes perfect, Ray...why don’t you have some for yourself? I want to make sure you eat.”
He obediently ate the cream puff and felt a blush rise to his cheeks. “Y–You really mean that? But I still feel like I could do more…Is the tea too hot? I don’t want you to burn yourself...” Ray gave a soft sigh, which you were unsure of being a sign of relief or fear. After Ray had eaten the cream puff, you noticed some of the cream just next to the corner of his lip. The thought made you smile and love his cuteness even more.
“What’s that for? ...Did I do something bad?” He whimpered out. Of course he didn’t. Ray only knows how to make you grin without end and how to make you feel soft in every place possible.
“You’re so negative about yourself, you know? You light up the entire world, Ray...You’re so sweet. Sweet, like…” You began, reaching a finger to his lips to swipe the cream away, sending a wave of surprise through the man in the magenta blazer. Taking your finger into your mouth and out, you giggled softly. “Sweet like sugar.”
Ray was dumbfounded. Your gentle touch combined with another thought clouding his mind coaxed him to shut his eyes and cover his face in awkwardness. He didn’t need to explain for you to know what he imagined, but it was still adorable either way. “T–That tickled…”
Excitement returned to you as Ray’s words chimed in your ears. Part of Ray anticipated you would start to tickle him again with the reaction you got out of him. “Are you planning to do something?” He asked softly.
You only smirked playfully at him. “Nothing aside from making you happy,” you responded, moving towards Ray to hug him. He was naive enough to hug back, but that was only making your plan easier.
“Happy to the point you’re laughing!” You giggled, slipping your hands just under his arms and letting your fingers dance along the area.
It was extremely easy to get Ray into a giggly bliss. One simple touch, and he has no choice but to surrender to your love.
Ray attempted to pull away through his twittering. “Ah! Again!? Oh, my dear!” He shouted excitedly, curling up once again.
The clever boy would have normally succumbed, but what if he tried returning this treatment to you? With a sneer, he reached up and moved a hand to the back of your neck to move his fingers along in the same way you had.
Surprise, surprise…
The tickle fight you had started first was now flipped onto you, now the one unable to suppress laughter.
“R–Ray, this was for you!”
Your words made his smug expression become stronger. “For me? But I’m trying to get you to laugh, angel,” he shot back, looking into your eyes impishly with the last word. “It’s cute to see you like this…” He whispered.
“Haha...Oh, you win! You...win!” You somehow managed to slip out with effort.
You buried your face into his shoulder when he got enough of your joy out. You shook slightly in tiredness, but felt as happy as can be. He pulled you closer with a purr and nuzzled your cheek lovingly. “You’re so cute, you know that? Trying to force my laughter when I’m already overjoyed with you,” he spoke into your ear with a quiet laugh. “Hear that? My laughter…It’s already all yours.”
But you wanted to hear more of it whenever possible, really. You began to stroke his hair softly while not moving from the spot you were already so comfy in. Just in Ray’s arms, cuddling together and speaking about your care for each other.
“But you enjoy it, don’t you? Your face gets all flushed up and cute. Nothing better than the face and laughter of my prince,” you replied, moving your other hand to his side to tease.
He nodded, doe-eyed and clearly in a soothing state. “I do, I do...But I want you to know that you don’t have to do anything further to make me happy. But as long as I...Hm?” He couldn’t completely finish with the feeling of you trying to tickle his side again, very softly.
“Hehe...Hey, love...I wanted to finish,” he jokingly whined, giving you a cute pout and taking your hand away to have it rest in his own. The feeling of his bigger hand enveloping yours was a safe, sweet sensation.
“I want to let you know...As long as I can make you happy, I don’t mind what you do with me. I feel like the happiest man in the world when I have you here. I don’t mind what you want to see from me, because the reality where I get to see you smile and hear you laugh around me is more than I could ever ask for. I love every moment I have here with you. And I love you,” he continued, bringing your hand to his lips and kissing it.
“I love you, too, Ray...Are you trying to tickle me again?” You playfully added.
“Only if you want to,” he hummed, looking you in the eyes and chuckling.
You eyed the sweets around you and almost felt ashamed in yourself. Ray went through so much work to make tea and sweets for you to share with him, but you were focused on a tickle fight. His baking was immaculate, even when he’d only had experience with making anything for you.
“I want to eat more of these. You’ve worked so hard on all of them, and I’m amazed. The tea tastes amazing, too…” You praised him, looking up and kissing the tip of his nose. “I don’t want to make it go to waste…”
Ray nodded and took a macaron, bringing it to your lips. “I should return the favor…Haha.”
It was now your turn to become flustered under his control. You took a bite, careful to avoid his fingers and looked up at him with content. “So sweet...Ray.”
Your gentleness and cute response made Ray want to do this with you over and over again; feeding you sweets and feeling your gentle touch ever so close to him. Wishing for a moment that he wanted to feel you again, he gave the rest of the macaron to you and smiled, brushing a finger along your lips afterwards. “You looked so cute like that…” He mumbled.
“But you’re even cuter. Mm...asking for a kiss?” You suggested.
Ray nodded. “Only if you want that, too…”
You leaned in to kiss him carefully, having him lean in and kiss back. You began to stroke his hair again, releasing softly after a few moments and giggling against his lips. “So cute…” You sighed.
Ray held both of your hands and kissed the tip of your nose. “Mm...you’re the cutest,” he playfully replied as you ate some more. “Would you like any more tea as well, my angel?” He offered, tilting his head and smiling.
“Only if I get to pour you a cup as well…” You giggled.
“Then…” Ray spoke softly, taking the teapot in hand, now cooled down to a good drinking temperature, and refilling your teacup. He looked into your eyes and winked softly, passing the teapot to you.
You winked back as well and chuckled to yourself. After thanking him, you took the teapot for yourself and refilled his cup, leaving a kiss on his cheek afterwards.
Ray nuzzled you in return for your kiss and left a few soft kisses in the same place. “Maybe sometime I can find your most ticklish spot instead of having you always look for mine…”
“Go for it,” you teased. “But it won’t give me the same joy I get whenever I get to hear you laugh...”