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Revenge, Finally

⚠️Intense tickles, light restraints, squid game 2 spoilers⚠️

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You'd think that In-ho would know better than to underestimate Gi-hun, especially after being in the games with him for days. Yet somehow, one minute he's in the comfort of his observation room and the next he's being choked out until his vision goes black. He comes to in one of his soundproof rooms, wrists bound together with rope, back in his 001 uniform minus the jacket, and a cloth of some sort shoved in his mouth. He blinked a few times, trying to regain his awareness in the dark.

"Oh good, you're finally awake." In-ho didn't move, he didn't have to, he knew that voice. He could hear him get up from a seat from a corner of the room.

"You've been out for quite some time, I was beginning to worry that Hyun-joo had squeezed too tight." So that was who choked him out earlier, that explains the experienced grip. In-ho could hear Gi-hun's footsteps approach him slowly from where he was laying on the floor. He stared straight up towards the ceiling, refusing to look at his captor. He heard him kneel down beside him, grabbing the cloth in his mouth, pulling it out quickly. Gi-hun watched him stretch his jaw, waiting for him to turn to look at him.

"Nothing to say now? After everything you've done? I trusted you and you used that to your advantage." In-ho could hear the betrayal in his voice, see the hurt in his eyes.

"You've been the ringleader for far too long Young-il, it's your turn to be on the other end." In-ho rolled his eyes, scoffing at his little monolog, ignoring the slight pang of guilt in his chest when he calls him Young-il.

"You gonna make me play a game with the threat of death or something?" Gi-hun let out a low growl, grabbing hold of his bound wrists, almost effortlessly slamming them to the floor above his head as he swung his leg over his hips.

"Not so tough without all your little guards are you~?" In-ho inhaled deeply, refusing to break eye contact. As soon as Gi-hun raised his free hand, In-ho tensed and shut his eyes, awaiting the sting of a slap or the throbbing pain of a punch. What he wasn’t ready for was the feeling of Gi-hun's fingers kneading slowly into his side. He attempted to swallow the grunt that formed in his throat, pressing his lips together, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. This is childish, he thought, clenching his bound fists.

"Won't look at me now~? Afraid you'll squeal and laugh like a girl if you do~?" Gi-hun's voice had dropped to a rumble as his kneading turned into squeezing that slowly picked up speed and ground as he squeezed up to his ribs. In-ho's breathing picked up quickly as he tried to keep the noises down, only grunts and defiant hums escaping. Gi-hun chuckled evilly when he heard the shuffling of his enemies feet behind him.

"You trying to run somewhere~? Where are you going~?" In-ho had already begun to panic at how little he could move and the teasing definitely wasn't helping. Gi-hun reached back suddenly, grabbing hold of In-ho's thigh, kneading deeply, relishing in his sudden panicked laughter.

"There we go~ That's what I wanted~ Oh~ And you sound so cute~! Maybe I'll keep you~ use you as my little stress reliever~"

"FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU!" In-ho could barely recognize hid own voice, he honestly couldn't remember the last time he laughed this hard.

"You wish~ Come on beg~ I want to hear you beg me for mercy~" In-ho was going crazy from being able to do nothing, he'd never heard Gi-hun so sadistic. His knuckles in his ribs were a breaking point.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY PLEHEHEHEASE! PLEHEHEHEASE PLEHEHEASE GOHOHOHOHOD!"

"Oohhh~ That's it~"

"PLEHEHEEHEASE! I'M GOHOHOHOHONNA BREHEHEAK!"

"Awwww~ What if I wanna break you~?" He felt the knuckles speed up somehow, the tears streaming down the sides of his face.

"PLEHEHEASE PLEHEHEHEASE GIHIHI-HUHUHUN! PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP! MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCYHYHYHY! PLEHEHEHEASE! LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHOHOHO!"

"Why should I~? You think you deserve it~?"

"I'M SOHOHOHORRY PLEHEHEHEASE! I'LL DOHOHOHO WHAHAHATEVER YOHOHOU WAHAHANT! JUHUHUST PLEHEHEHEASE!" In-ho inhaled sharply when Gi-hun pulled away suddenly. Gi-hun's hand slammed firmly on his chest, gaining his attention.

"You are my bitch now, and this will be your life for the foreseeable future~ You can beg all you want but you belong to me~ The roles have reversed Young-il~ We are in charge now~"

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guesswho873 · 4 months ago

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I made this based on this fic (plz give it a read it’s super cute)

https://guesswho873.tumblr.com/post/688318690590081024/tease

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guesswho873 · 4 months ago

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Stress Ball

Here's the long awaited, highly requested part two of Revenge, Finally

⚠️If you are not a fan of intense tickles, tools and or restraints then this fic is not for you⚠️

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In-ho had woken up in the same room he was in before, but this time he had more time to take in his surroundings. The black room was padded with soundproofing squares, there were warm white lights set to dim around the room so it wasn't pitch black, the room had no windows, if it did they were covered by the padding. The floor was a navy blue carpet, there was a single bed, a single chair, and his 001 uniform, folded neatly in the corner. He was now in a thin black t-shirt and basketball shorts. His wrists were shiny with an ointment for the slight rope burns on his wrists from their first 'session'. In-ho had tried to escape a few times the day before after regaining his energy after Gi-hun left, completely unsuccessful. The heavy door opened and shut once again, Gi-hun had returned, but not empty handed, he had a small bag with him. His eyes traced the room until he found In-ho in the corner.

"Hwang In-ho, not at all the name you gave me, but the name your brother oh so willingly gave me." In-ho glared at Gi-hun, a surge of protectiveness firing up in his chest.

"What have you done to him?" He growled, feeling unsettled by Gi-hun's unbothered chuckles.

"Absolutely nothing, Jun-ho and I have been working together for a while. I assured him I wasn't hurting you and had no intention on ever doing so and he volunteered all the information I now have on you. You're not the only one with the info anymore."

"You planning on keeping me in here forever?" In-ho snarked, trying to pull a reaction from Gi-hun, unsettled by his nonchalance.

"If you learn to behave then I'd be happy to move you to a better room, but let's be real here In-ho, you're better off here in my custody than you ever would be if we hand delivered you to the police." In-ho hated how he was right, there would be no leniency whatsoever. He watched Gi-hun unzip his bag, rummaging around but not pulling anything out.

"Two people minimum are always guarding the outside of your room, if you ever need the restroom or something, you knock, someone will handle it." He explained it as if that was a given, a bottle of water and a sandwich were placed on the folded uniform, he placed something in his pocket before setting the bag on the chair and approaching him, raising an unamused eyebrow as In-ho tried to back himself further into the corner.

"Let me make something clear to you, I have a sedative in my pocket, if you try anything, I will knock you out with it, and it will not be fun for you." Somehow, In-ho didn't doubt that. His heart pounded, feeling Gi-hun grab his biceps, dragging him over to the bed, shoving him down on it.

"What do you want from me? You want answers? An apology? What?"

"I told you, this is revenge in my own way, I can be sadistic but I'm not violent. This will be your only purpose until I've decided you've experienced what you deserve, then I'll coordinate with your brother the best choice of action after that." Gi-hun spoke almost roboticly, moving slowly back over to his bag, turning back to reveal leather cuffs.

"These shouldn't damage your wrists like the rope did." In-ho wasn't sure how to feel about Gi-hun's statement, the subtle compassion. Despite the fear driven anticipation he felt strangely cared for by Gi-hun replacing the restraints with something that wouldn't hurt him. He watched him closely as he buckled the cuffs on tight enough that he couldn't slip out but loose enough that they didn't hurt.

"Why do you care what happens to my wrists?" He hated how small his voice sounded but he couldn’t help it. He watched Gi-hun sigh heavily as he hooked the cuffs to the head board.

"I already said I have no intention on hurting you... and I oddly still care for you, even though I know you are not Young-il and I don't know how much of that was a lie, but since when do emotions make sense." In-ho felt a small pang of sympathy for Gi-hun, but he didn’t have much time to dwell on it before Gi-hun pulled him down the bed a bit to stretch his arm up and climbed onto his lap. He subconsciously tensed his whole body, fighting a mental battle on whether or not he wants to close his eyes.

"Lucky for me, your brother was real willing to give me a good list of spots to try on you~" Goddamnit Jun-ho

"A few I've already played with a bit~ Like your ribs~ and your thighs~" In-ho wanted to sink into the mattress, grunting when Gi-hun grabbed his jaw so he couldn't turn his head.

"He's told me that your hips are good~ Your armpits~ Your knees~ And your neck~ He had a lot to say about your neck~" In-ho shut his eyes tight, pressing his lips shut, fists clenching and unclenching as Gi-hun slid his fingers from his jaw down the sides of his neck.

"Look at me~" Gi-hun growled lowly, pressing his hand on his chest. After a few seconds he drilled his finger into his lower ribs, watching his eyes shoot open with an embarrassingly high pitched yelp. Gi-hun watched the rapid rise and fall of In-ho's chest as he panted.

"Now, I've had a rough day, so I'm going to use you as my stress ball~ You can beg, plead, scream, bargain, cry~ It won't work~ You'll just have to deal with it until I've decided I'm done with you for the day~" In-ho wanted to do something, anything, to Gi-hun and just run for it. But he remembered that sedative Gi-hun mentioned, seeing it poking out of his pocket. He tried to worm his hands out of the leather cuffs with no success whatsoever. He suddenly felt Gi-hun's thumbs on his hip bones causing him to freeze. His thumbnails moving back and forth at an agonizingly slow speed. In-ho mentally cursed his brother for outing this technique to Gi-hun. Said technique would slowly ramp up his sensitivity so he couldn't hide spots, the longer he kept that up the more unbearable that sensation will get.

"Oh fuck off, he did not tell you about that!" In-ho hissed through gritted teeth. His whole face scrunched up as he tried to subdue the reactions bubbling in his chest.

"Oh but he did~ Quite enthusiastically to~" He hated how consistent he was, effectively making the sensations ramp up under his skin. His hips began to involuntarily squirm, hums and whines of embarrassed frustration mixing with his huffs of air in place of giggles.

"Well aren't you wiggly~? You think you can wiggle your way out little worm~?" The teasing made it ten times worse, In-ho's childlike giggles forcing their way out.

"StohohoOHOP stohohop stohohohop! Thihihis ihihisn't fahahahair!"

"Who said anything about fair~?" One thing about Gi-hun is that he's patient, he kept up that same motion easily, didn't speed up or dig, just kept slowly scratching.

"FFFFUHUHUHUCK! STOHOHOHOP IHIHIHIHIT! GOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOMEWHEHEHERE EHEHELSE!" The two could hear the clanging of In-ho pulling on his wrists, his legs kicking wildly behind Gi-hun, trying to buck his hips.

"Somewhere else~? OK then~" Gi-hun smirked, jumping his hands to In-ho's underarms, slipping his hand down his sleeves to scratch at his bare skin, reveling in his suddenly burst of cackles and amped up squirming.

"Better~?"

"NOHOHOHOHOHO! FUHUHUHUCK!"

"Awwww poor you~" Gi-hun pouted exaggeratedly, watching In-ho's face turn red as he shook it back and forth, his soft black hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

"BREAHAHAHAK! BREAHAHAHAK! I'M GOHOHOHOHONNA PAHAHAHASS OHOHOHOUT! I CAHAHAHAN'T BREHEHEHEATHE!" Gi-hun stopped suddenly, resting his hands on his knees as In-ho sucked in air greedily. Head lulling from side to side as he continued to giggle at the aftershocks.

"Yknow, with how evil you were you'd think that you wouldn't be this ticklish~ Look at how quickly you break~ You beg for mercy~" In-ho's eyes had closed, trying desperately to block out Gi-hun's teasing words. He barely registered the shifting of weight as Gi-hun grabbed something from under the bed. In-ho's eyes shot open and his toes curled at the sudden buzzing, there Gi-hun was, sitting comfortably on his hips with two electric toothbrushes in his hands, and they were the kind with the spinning bristles. Still a bit too prideful to beg he instead tried his attempt at puppy eyes, attempting to soften Gi-hun. Gi-hun ignored him and turned off one of the toothbrushes, setting it down next to him, just out of In-ho's view. He placed his hand on In-ho's forehead, pressing it down and to the left on the pillow beneath his head. His confusion quickly turned to ticklish panic as he felt the toothbrush make a slow trek along his neck. His high pitched, childlike giggles flowing freely as he couldn’t scrunch or cover his face, giggles getting more frantic as he brushes up under his ear. In-ho curses Gi-hun as he effortlessly moves his head to the other side to give equal treatment to the left side of his neck, then the one thing he dreaded happened. The bristles brushed under his chin, pulling a sudden loud snort from In-ho.

"Awww, as if this couldn't get any better~" In-ho flushed dark, unable to fight back or plead as Gi-hun focused on that one area, forcing a flurry of snorts to come out. He could hear Gi-hun's own giggles as he pulled the toothbrush away and released his head. He squirmed hard as he saw him pick up the other toothbrush again, whining loudly.

"Oh hush~ I'm almost done with you anyway, think of it as your grand finally~" Gi-hun adjusted himself slightly, sliding the turned off toothbrushes into In-ho's sleeves so the bristles sat in the hallows of his armpits.

"Get your breath in~" Gi-hun teased with a pat to his stomach, idly jellyfishing his kneecaps, causing his legs to twitch harshly.

"Ok times up~" In-ho barely had time to register what was happening before both toothbrushes were turned on, one of Gi-hun's hands was squeezing up and down his thigh and knee, and the other was vibrating into his ribcage. In-ho let out a piercing scream, back arching off the bed before decending into frantic cackles, body squirming in anyway it could, the chains of the leather cuffs clanging against the headboard.

"FUHUHUHUCK NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE! GOHOHOHOHOD!" In-ho's eyes squeezed shut, tears of mirth spilling from them.

"Awww~ Are you crying~? Poor baby~" Gi-hun suddenly pressed both hands flat on the vibrating toothbrushes, pressing the vibrations deep into his underarms as he sprang forward to nibble at his neck. One of In-ho's hands waved frantically in its restraint in his silent laughter. A suddenly gulp of air brought out frantic pleading.

"PLEHEHEEHEASE PLEHEHEASE PLEHEHEHEHEASE! STOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEASE BEHEHEHE DOHOHOHONE! I CAHAHAHAN'T!" As quickly as it started, it stopped. In-ho was suddenly left in the aftershocks on the bed alone as Gi-hun put things away. He came back over, watched In-ho twitch slightly and released his wrist, he dabbed a rag on his sweaty forehead and neck, rubbing his chest to bring him back to earth.

"Drink and eat, you need it. I will see you tomorrow" Gi-hun pet him a bit before setting the sandwich and water bottle next to him on the bed. He picked up his bag and walked out of the room, clearly saying something to whoever was guarding his room. He saw Hyun-ju and heard the teasing tone from Gi-hun so he assumed the other guard was Gyeong-seok. Is this how the players felt, waiting for the next game the next day. Now In-ho just had to pray that Gi-hun didn't have a bad day tomorrow.

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guesswho873 · 5 months ago

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Revenge, Finally

⚠️Intense tickles, light restraints, squid game 2 spoilers⚠️

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Here's who I write for

"Oh good, you're finally awake." In-ho didn't move, he didn't have to, he knew that voice. He could hear him get up from a seat from a corner of the room.

"Nothing to say now? After everything you've done? I trusted you and you used that to your advantage." In-ho could hear the betrayal in his voice, see the hurt in his eyes.

"There we go~ That's what I wanted~ Oh~ And you sound so cute~! Maybe I'll keep you~ use you as my little stress reliever~"

"FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU!" In-ho could barely recognize hid own voice, he honestly couldn't remember the last time he laughed this hard.

"You wish~ Come on beg~ I want to hear you beg me for mercy~" In-ho was going crazy from being able to do nothing, he'd never heard Gi-hun so sadistic. His knuckles in his ribs were a breaking point.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY PLEHEHEHEASE! PLEHEHEHEASE PLEHEHEASE GOHOHOHOHOD!"

"Oohhh~ That's it~"

"PLEHEHEEHEASE! I'M GOHOHOHOHONNA BREHEHEAK!"

"Awwww~ What if I wanna break you~?" He felt the knuckles speed up somehow, the tears streaming down the sides of his face.

"PLEHEHEASE PLEHEHEHEASE GIHIHI-HUHUHUN! PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP! MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCYHYHYHY! PLEHEHEHEASE! LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHOHOHO!"

"Why should I~? You think you deserve it~?"

"You are my bitch now, and this will be your life for the foreseeable future~ You can beg all you want but you belong to me~ The roles have reversed Young-il~ We are in charge now~"

#sleepy's fics #squid game tickle #lee!Frontman #lee!Inho #ler!Gihun

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