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Three. Two. One.
Now!
Remus screeched, dropping from the ceiling as his target entered the room. He landed squarely on the other side’s back, wrapping his arms around his shoulders as the unexpected weight brought them both to the ground.
“Boo!” he whispered in his target’s ear.
A beat, then his target sighed.
“Remus, will you get off of me?” Logan asked, his voice muffled by the carpet.
Remus frowned, although he knew Logan couldn’t see it. “Aw, what? You weren’t even scared?”
“Why would I be?”
“Because I’m scary!”
His jaw dropped as he heard Logan laugh- he was laughing at him!
“Forgive me, Remus, but I understand you far too well to be frightened by you in the least.”
Oh, no, no, no. That bullshit will not stand.
Remus shifted so he was sitting on Logan’s thighs. Without warning, he clamped his hands to Logan’s sides, and the logical side’s breath caught in his throat.
Remus grinned wickedly. “Not scared, huh?”
He could feel Logan taking quick breaths under his hands. Aw, he was already so flustered- it was adorable.
Remus waited until he felt Logan take a deep breath before squeezing his sides abruptly, relishing in the squeal that was forced from the stoic side’s lips.
“Remus!” he blurted, ears turning red at how high his voice sounded. “Don’t- don’t touch- no!”
His words broke down into laughter as Remus squeezed at his sides once, twice, three more times. The creative side didn’t hesistate to curl his wiggling fingers into Logan’s front, while his thumbs vibrated into the back of his hips.
Logan screamed, writhing under Remus’ weight as his tickle spots were targeted with devilish accuracy. Remus leaned forward, careful not let Logan buck him off as he whispered into Logan’s ear.
“Aw, look at how scared you are,” he murmured, letting his breath tickle his ear and neck. Logan shook his head desperately.
“F- fahaha- falsehood!” he managed through his peals of laughter.
“Oh?” Remus asked, moving his hands upwards to dig into Logan’s ribs, his thumbs mercilessly jabbing next to his spine and making him howl. “Guess I’ll have to stay right here until you admit how scary I am.”
Before Logan could respond, Remus took a deep breath and blew a raspberry right behind Logan’s ear.
Logan shrieked. “No no nonono, I’ll sahahahahay it!”
Remus hummed into Logan’s neck, dragging his lips across the skin to repeat the gesture on Logan’s other defenseless ear. “Say what?”
“You- you’re scary! You’re scary! Ahahahahahahaha!”
Remus only continued tickling his torso for a few more seconds, snickering to himself as Logan’s voice got higher and higher. Finally he released him, ruffling his hair before standing up.
“That was fun, Specs,” Remus called, relishing in the sight of a rumpled and flustered Logan panting face-down on the ground. He stepped over him, making his way down the hall. “Time to find my next victim!”