#fanfic feat tama

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kyaaaah tamadachi i am so excited and grateful because the ever-wonderful @thornoisdono commissioned me a gift written by the incredibly talented @theatregaymer !!! ( ´͈ ॢꇴ  `͈)੭ु this is a fic featuring nagisa shoto from assassination classroom as the lee, and our devious tama-chan as the ler !! ufufu, i was totally over the moon reading it, theatre captured tama’s overall character perfectly and is a master at writing teasing ! and reading of nagisa getting worked over this way…. uwaaaah it is just the best !!

thank you so much, both of you ! i have gotten permission to post this, so i am sharing it with my tamadachi !!

pleased be advised, this is a DUBCON fic !! so it may be a bit more intense than what some may prefer. just be aware when reading !

You are cordially invited to an event honoring service to the greater community. To honor and commemorate your years of support, the MFL has provided a gift in the form of a familar lee to suit your tastes. We do hope you will join us at the disclosed location to avoid the public eye during this celebration. We look forward to your response and wish you a pleasant day. Warm regards, The President, Management of Lees Department.

Tama's eyes browsed over the contents of the letter once again, an eyebrow raising up as the contents continued. P.S tools will be provided as well as the proper restraints to ensure the comfort and longevity of your lee. Of course upon seeing the enclosed photograph of this familiar lee they described. Nagisa Shiota was indeed someone she was familiar with, a walking tickle spot who always had great reactions. The thought of getting her hands on him again in this kind of setting was just too good to pass up, so of course she accepted with the most humble of responses. Hell yeah.

The location was not somewhere close by though, so it was a bummer that she had to travel to get there. But reminding herself of the treat at the end of the rainbow was more than enough motivation to keep her going. She wondered if perhaps he would remember her, or if his sensitive tickle spots would remember her touch at the very least. Regardless, upon arrival her face could barely hide her interest, a slight sadistic smile showing itself as she entered the rather posh looking offiice building to be greeted by an oddly enthusiastic receptionist. "Ah miss Tama! We've been expecting you. Welcome! Please come this way, refreshments are available if you like. Your commemorative lee has already been brought in and is waiting whenever you're ready." This guy seemed way too happy for some reason, though she could at least admit...he seemed kinda cute. Probably why he landed the job as receptionist. The briefest interest in his own potential as a future lee quickly became overshadowed though, the blond's mind shifting right back to why she was there after hearing Nagisa was already ready and waiting. This was gonna be fun.

For Nagisa however, he was yet again wondering how the hell he got himself into situations like this one. He had been minding his own business as usual of course, but after having some morning tea at a cafe, he had a lapse in his memories, likely due to something in the tea. He was familiar with the people who took him of course, marveling each time at just how estensive their network was and how many people were either secretly agents of the MFL or at least accepted contracts from them. Why was there even a group like this at all!? He groaned, teasing his bonds as his wrists were both tied high above his head, keeping them secured as he was seated in a completely grey cushioned chair, the room he was in boasting what was most likely a one-way mirror, soft colors on a few wall paintings as well as a large chest on a rolling cart complete with a rolling chair much like he could find in a doctor's office. Another unfortunate sight was his shoes neatly set aside under the mirror, his own socked feet sticking out of the other side of a stockade with his knees slightly bent. The way the chair was not only made that possible, but also sported extra cushioning at his mid back to keep his body stretched, ribs exposed beneath his thin, sky blue tee shirt. Some tan shorts completed this basic outfit he had gone with to relax, not planning on finding any assassin work today and taking it easy...so much for that idea.

Of course he knew tickling was going to be inevitable, but nothing really seemed as bad as he thought it could be until a certain familiar face came through the door to his left...

"Weheeeell look who I get to see again!" That familiar, taunting tone in her voice, that unmistakable pastel tone of yellow from both her hair and clothing making her not seem out of place at some cutesy tea party...but the young assassin knew she was not someone to judge based on appearance alone, his body instantly wanting to curl up as a few flashes of memories played in his mind of the last time they'd met. "N-no...not you!" Tama just giggled openly, closing the door behind her, having already been told of the only limitations being three hours, for his safety, or until he passed out. "Yup, it's meeeee....you're still such a cutie arencha? Still no state alchemist buuuut, we'll have fun all the same." She approached with a small skip in her step, looking around the room, an eyebrow raising again as she looked at the mirror, knowing that there would be two people present for viewing. One was assigned as Nagisa's handler today, keeping him healthy and in charge of taking him home. The other was to take notes on how things went, how the tools worked out, possibly to watch her own technique to garner new ideas for their own use in the future...welp, let em watch.

She plopped down in the rolling chair, taking a second to spin before rolling over to open the square chest to look at some of the fun little toys she was given. "Mmm standard stuff, you guys should get more creative." She complained aloud, her cute demeanor taking a break to really drive home how much she'd expected them to make some kind of strides in tickle research and tool development or something. For now though she relented, picking up a finely curated feather as well as a metal back scratcher with plastic coated tines to keep them dull. The entire time she was listening to the somewhat scared whimpers and pleas from her tickle toy, Nagisa softly begging for mercy...he really couldn't take tickles. "Hehehe sorry lil killer, we have plenty of time together and I wanna hear you make some noise~" She stated bluntly before rolling up close to his upper body.

It started off light, a soft, fluttery and teasing touch gliding around Nagisa's cheeks and neck, the boy attmpting to scrunch his shoulders to little effect, his arms still locked above him. "Pfthehe...mmnghhmhhheihihheheh." Try as he might, Nagisa knew there was really no getting around it now, he was just too ticklish to really hold it in very well with someone who knew what they were doing. Of course, it didn't mean he had to give in completely right away, the assassin still doing his best to hold back as he used subtle movements to try and figure out any possible way he could escape, but nothing seemed to give him anything beyond more giggles, especially as Tama angled her other tool, sliding it right into the short sleeve of his left arm to use the tines against his unprotected armpit. "AH! Naha nohOHHHEHAHahahah naha stahahaphihihit!" And just like that, his tormentor's face donned a signiature smirk to go along with this torturous act.

"Uh ooooh, oh nooo someone's breaking down already! Does it tickle? Hmmmm? It sounds like it! Someone's gonna make a lot more noises before we're done!" She taunted her toy as the tools continued to tease along his body, his torso twisting slightly as he tried his best to shift away from the other's instruments, his trembling shoulders following the pattern of his laughter. "AHah ahah ah ahah pah plehehehEHEHEHhashehehahah AHAHa I cahahan't hthehehehah teehehahahakehehaha take it AHAHaOUT!" Nagisa begged, unable to focus on any sort of intimidation tactics while the tickles were driving him wild, so his tone was completely submissive. What really didn't help was when the golden haired girl chose to stuff the feather down his opposite sleeve, giving him not only tickles in both pits but different sensations in each as well. "KYEHEHEHEHEHAHahahaHAHahah aah AAHAha nahaha!" While he was pretty sensitive all over, Tama definitely remembered Nagisa's pits being one of the best spots to get him squealing like this. Nothing did quite compare to getting a cute guy squealing at her fingertips however, so soon enough she stepped up her game.

"Ngh ah aha wah wait what are youHUHUHHHAAHAHA!" Tama, sick of just teasing for now, dropped both tools to the floor before both hands began giving rapid scribbles to the lad's underarms now. Sure it was over his clothing, but he'd been the one to choose a soft cotton shirt today so it was his fault it wasn't at all protective against tickling. Her hands began dancing lower, starting to drag around and dig between his ribcage. "Tickle tickle tickle! PFt you're like a fish outta water ain'tcha? Pft that's it heh dance for me pretty boy!" She taunted, his body writhing continuously as he tried throwing off her rhythym as best he could. Sensitive as he was, it was no surprise that soon enough tears were starting to caress his cheeks as he looked around frantically as if trying to peer for an escape, a source of solace, anything to aid him. His eyes landed across from him at the mirror, picturing the other people that could be watching, earning a fiercer blush than ever before as he closed his eyes in embarrassment while Tama's fingers moved ever closer to his tender tummy.

"We can't forget this tum-tum of yours can we? Oh noooo, we wouldn't want that! Ohohooo so ticklish ohoho yeees!" Tama's tone was much more airy than it was when speaking to the staff beyond the mirror, her cutesy talk reserved for good little ticklish guys like Nagisa. Not that it made him feel any better that this was her version of special treatment, not with her hands using a claw technique right at his tender flanks, hands alternating occasionally with kneading motions at his sensitive abdominals. He wasn't super fit of course, still retaining some natural give due to his age, but his assassin training had long since begun to mold his body into definitive fighting shape, giving plenty of fun little divots for her fingers to fit nicely into. "NAHA NO NO NOHOHOhohahahah haha nahaht my bellyhyhyHEHAHA AHAHA IHIh'll DAHAIEHEHehaha!" Of course his pleas continued to be ignored, even laughed at as Tama continued, rolling away briefly to retrieve an electric toothbrush from the chest before returning, one hand starting to spider at his ribcage and sides again. "PAHAHa plehease, you aren't gonna die silly. Though you might want to when I get to those cute little tootsies of yours." She taunted, earning a squeal and ten curled toes as a reply.

The electric toothbrush of course, buzzed to life soon enough, being waved in front of him as one eye opened in desperation to find the source before Nagisa watched with horror as the device was lowered until it dipped under the end of his shirt, pressing around his waistline before being used to polish his tender navel. A fresh scream was torn from his throat of course, music to his tickler's ears as he sang like a bird, signature squeaks showing that he had indeed gotten a little hiccupy with his laughter going on like this. The wicked device swiveled and buzzed all around his belly button, his hips shaking like no tomorrow as he shook like he was trying to learn some new dance he saw on the internet. "Ohooo someone likes to dance a lot! You tryin the tickly tango lil assassin?" Tama continued to taunt him, her fingers finally finding a perch on another killer spot for the boy, his lithe hips.

"PLeheheasehhaa aha ah ahaha I KEEHEhah *hic* AHAHIEHEH Canahahah caahahn't!" He cried out, his cheeks a rosy red hue before a dull beep sounded over an intercom. Looking up in annoyance, Tama knew what this meant as she looked up behind Nagisa with a huff. "Just getting good, ah well. Time for a lil breakie!" She said sweetly, moving the toys away from him as she pulled out a bottle with a bendy straw potruding from the top. "Here giggles, drink up."

Nagisa took the briefest of reprieves to think about countless things at once. He'd seen her look at the wall behind him, denoting there was some kind of clock on the wall behind him, or some other form of signal to show time had passed. That or it was somehow linked to his own pulse, showing the need for a break if he got too close to passing out too quickly.

Another worry was that this water she was offering was also going to be laced with some kind of drug to knock him out. That thought however drifted away since she had mentioned having more ticklish plans for him, and he wouldn't be as responsive under the effects of something like that...and she so did love when he was energetic. So, with less hesitation than he initially had, he took several long sips from the water, Tama smiling with an obviously wicked intent as she watched him regain his strength, his eyes blinking back to life slightly as he attempted to turn his head and wipe some tears on the sleeve of his shirt. Nagisa wanted to immediately use this time to demand answers, why he was targeted for this insane sort of thing, why she liked this so much. However, he knew he should save his breath and focus on preparing himself for the soon to be second portion of this little session of theirs.

Sure enough after roughly five to ten minutes, he couldn't focus on counting, the tone rang in the room once more, his eyes jumping right to Tama's fingers instantly wiggling in the air and moving ever closer. Damn, she still knew how to get him riled up even just from the sight of something like those hands getting closer to his hips, his shirt somewhat ridden up in all his struggling earlier. "Ngh h-hahang on now eh plehehehase hehe...y-you dohohn't need to go right back to wohohork on my hihips no no please ihiht tickles so bahaha-AAAHAHAhahD!" It was like she didn't hear him at all, those skilled hands each grabbing those hips, thumbs swiveling quickly into the dips as she kneaded them like working on bread dough. "EEHEHEe HEHEAHHA AHAH AH AH AHAHAH!" His legs trembled, torso bucking like some kind of wild animal trying to escape it's bonds.

It was obvious to anyone that Nagisa was the kind of lee that was hard to pin down, his training making him nimble and fast like a snake. It took a trap planned out over three days to pinpoint and acquire a prized lee of this quality and Tama understood that very well, not intending to waste any time as she felt like she was digging into a ticklish feast after being famished for too long. "Ohohoho yeah laugh for me lil cutie! Come ooon you can get loudeeeer!" Her volume just about matched his own, the boy squealing and squawking like some kind of trapped animal, small flicks of saliva and tears on his face as he thrashed around from her viscious onslaught.

Thankfully, though he didn't know it, the MFL adhered to strict policy of at least sixty days rest for any lee on their register who was not willingly employed by them. So he would at least get some time away from this sort of thing, but that wouldn't have given him any solace in the moment. His hips finally made a dull thud as they dropped back onto the chair, the blue haired young man not even realizing he had been so desperately arching off the chair while Tama had helped herself to his now blushy hips. Of course she knew just how much force to use, not wanting to damage such a delicate flower. Still, it wasn't in the cards to give him too much reprieve, occasional squeezes making the boy jump as his tired form tried to recover as much as he could. Even in this state he could tell, her attentions were moving lower...from his thighs and knees to his calves before reaching the stocks at the end.

"N...n-no ah plehehease..hah *hic* enoohough already..." His voice sounded tired, but still had signs of strength left. Besides, there was still plenty of time remaining in round two and this ler wanted to savor it.Giggles and whimpers began a steady climb up from his core as he felt manicured nails gently dragging up his socked soles. "N-nooOooOOHohohoho oh oh hoho no pleheashehehesHSHSHhehehehahaha hahave mercy on mahay feet!" He begged, having completely surrendered to the fact that he had no power here, he was only there to be a ticklish toy for her enjoyment.

"Shhhh sh shhh it's okaaay...I've got you, you're aaaaall miiiine. I'll take good care of these ticklish little tootsies down here." Tama's ticklish subject could be seen shaking his head drastically, too giggly to form the words to further plead his case as she seemed determined to pick apart every bit of sanity he could spare. Like his armpits and his waist, the boy's feet seemed particularly tender if their flailing was anything to go by. But Tama was skilled, a bit of wriggling was no match for her nimble hands as they followed every attempt at escape, picking up the pace and teasing his cotton covered beauties. "Oohohoho can't get awaaaay hehehe I saw something we're gonna have fun with so leeeet's get these socks off hmmm?" More ticklish protests followed, rapid and repeated words falling on deaf ears as his socks were pinched and pulled, the fabric sliding inch by inch along his creamy smooth skin until both of them popped free of his ten toes, the digits curling right away.

With her subject too tired from laughter to put up much verbal repetoire, Tama took it upon herself to go ahead with the next step, dropping the socks and rolling back to the chest of goodies. She returned only a moment later, two scrubing hand brushes with her as well as some oil and some thin rope. He could only blush and whimper as the pads of her fingers began to glide smoothly along his revealed skin, as if mapping out his nerves and making his toes twitch to life once again. "Ohooo so soooft. Hehehe there we gooo let's get these puppies polished hmm?" Just those words alone had Nagisa giving a renewed effort to free his hands and feet, Tama taking a single hand and holding the right foot firmly as she looped some of the thin rope around his large toe, pulling it taut and tying it to the stockade. It was kind of a pain to have to do this herself and use up time better spent making him sing, but it would be worth it.

Once she had repeated the method on the opposing foot, a little bit of extra rope was threaded between his digits, now unable to curl down for protection. "Uh oooh...Uh ooooh!" She sang with perfect timing, accompanied by the melodious sounds of Nagisa crying out as the textured rope flossed in between his tender toes, back and forth, changing which area it was in constantly. "GAHAHAAHa AHahaAHA NAHAHt AHAHa Nahaht my toesEHEHSHAHah NAHAHAOHOH!" Tama laughed along with her toy, loving how he bounced in his seat like he was riding some kind of roller coaster and had lost his safety belt. The only brief escape he got was the precious few minutes she spent drizzling and spreading the oil along his pale soles. She of course made sure to get some of the slick substance to work between and around his toes as well, not wanting to miss a single section of the sensitive real estate.

Once the prep work was finished, his twitching feet looking freshly shined with oil, Tama decided to be a bit cruel, pulling out her phone and posing with a peace sign right next to those flushed and ticklish beauties. Embarrassed as all hell, Nagisa looked away as best he could with a fierce blush on his face before she resumed her previous seat in the rolling chair and donned the hand brushes. Leaning close to get his attention, she blew some air against his toes to make him squeak. "Hahaha there we goo...ready? Heeeere we goooo! EEhehehe ooohohooh yes tiiickle tickle tickle!" Of course her words, enjoyable as they were to say, went mostly unheard by anyone outside of the ler and lee themselves. Nagisa's screeches of unbridled laughter even blocked them out for those in the observation room!

"NAHAAAHAHAa NAHAHA NO NOHOHOH NO BRUSHESHEHSHHAHSHAHAHA HOHOH SHIHIIHTHEHEHH IHIHIHAHAHA'M GONNA DAHAHAHAIE!" He proclaimed, Nagisa's feet now unable to curl down or twist about to lessen the sensations even a little as Tama's brushes, soft as the ends were, wrought ticklish insanity, sending unending sensations shooting up his legs and making the poor assassin flail and writhe around with all his might. "Tsk now now, heh watch your damn language cutie, else you're gonna get that toothbrush between the toes!" She warned, figuring she might do that anyways. Of course as things were starting to flow oh so well, that familiar tone rang through the room again, Nagisa praying this meant she was done. His vision was blurry, either from exhaustion or just tears he couldn't tell. His lips took the offer of water again however, not hearing any fresh taunts and figuring he was safe.

But nothing was going to be that easy, as he jumped with the feeling of oil being rubbed into his pits, his body naturally twisting to try and move away. "Wah ah ahah ack wah wahahit ah what thehe?" He shook the tiredness from his head, wiping his face again before looking and seeing Tama still in the room, rummaging again in that chest. "Wait wha...we're not done!?" He asked, figuring once she got all his spots that would be it. "Hmm?" She replied, turning her head to look at him before smiling. "Psh no way my lil cutie! We still have a whole hour! You got to enjoy the appetizer and the entree...now it's time for dessert!" She said, holding up that dastardly electric toothbrush again as well as a second one. His heartbeat jumped into his ears, eyes honing in on those vibrating brushes as they sprang to life just as the signal for their final hour began. "No...nohohoh...NAAAAAHAHAHAH!"

*BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

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tamadachiiiiii i am so BLESSED because the incredibly kind and wonderful @thornoisdono commissioned this incredibly devilish and adorable fic for me from the talented @ticklygiggles !!!!!! it is a cute and slightly mean story that has brought tama-chan into darling inosuke’s world to torment him to her heart’s content !!! eeeee i was overwhelmed with happiness when i got to read it !!! (੭ु˶˭̵̴⃙⃚⃘᷄ᗢ˭̴̵⃙⃚⃘᷅˶)੭ु⁾⁾~

i have gotten mia-chan’s permission to share this fic with you all, so please enjoy !! thank you so so much for this incredible christmas gift, thorn-san, and thank you mia-chan for writing such an adorable story !!!

Best training for the strongest | Hashibira Inosuke & Tama

"I am telling you that Kocho-san told me about it!"

"Oh yeah? When exactly?"

Tama giggled, rolling her eyes and waving her hand around, "ah, well, when we were at the Butterfly Manor, of course!"

Inosuke didn't believe any of her words and Tama knew it perfectly, but even so, he would never pass up the opportunity to participate in training to get stronger... even if it was a lie.

"It's like an endurance test," Tama had explained no more than 10 minutes ago. "You test your resistance to external stimuli; you learn to control your reactions, your breathing. And, in addition, it helps you strengthen your muscles!"

Those had been the exact same words she used to convince Inosuke to try this new training technique. Inosuke had been very excited and had agreed right away, but had gotten nervous once Tama told him that he had to be tied up for the endurance test.

'That is not fair!' he had said and Tama had replied with something like: 'are you going to tell that to a demon?'; that had been enough to render him speechless and make him lie on the ground on a small blanket, his arms tied to a strong tree above his head, however, even as Tama tied him up, he kept asking over and over why was it that Kompanchiro and Zenitsu hadn't done this type of training as well.

"Kocho-san did tell them about it!" She had said, wrapping a rope around Inosuke's ankles as well. "They were cowards, though. They said they couldn't do something like this! They weren't strong enough or something like that!"

Inosuke laughed boisterously, "damn right! Everyone knows that I'm the strongest one!"

Tama rolled her eyes, "yes yes, of course. Now," she said, tightening the rope and looking up at Inosuke with a wide grin. "Are your wrists and ankles okay? Do they hurt?"

Inosuke tested the restraints around his wrists and ankles, moving his hands and feet from side to side until he was one hundred percent sure they didn't bother him… more than they should.

Tama nodded once he confirmed everything was alright and quickly straddled his hips, making him blush and start whining about this whole situation all over again.

"Look, you already agreed to do this, now there's no way back. Are you going to be a chicken or are you actually gonna do this?"

"... I am not a chicken…"

"That's what I thought, here we go," she said and her long fingernails were immediately dragging up his sides, drawing little circles and wavy shapes against Inosuke's warm skin.

Inosuke gasped, but he then sealed his lips together, refusing to let any other sound that could give him away on how much this was really bothering him. His skin covered in goosebumps and his back arched up, trying to flinch away from her gentle touches.

Tama grinned maliciously, giggling to herself when she saw him tightly closing his eyes. "Ah, you're holding in very well, Inosuke," she said, flattering him only to make him continue his little torture. "I'm sure this doesn't tickle at all, huh?"

Inosuke shook his head, completely refusing to open his mouth, even when Tama moved her graceful fingers a little higher, towards his ribs. Inosuke's stomach quivered with suppressed laughter as Tama slid those long nails over each of Inosuke's ribs, paying special attention to those that made him jump and flinch away.

"Wow, Inosuke, you really are something else! Tell me, can you feel your muscles working out right now? How about your mental strength? Remember to regulate your breathing!"

Inosuke nodded quickly and Tama had to laugh, he looked extremely adorable trying to hold himself back and for what? Just to satisfy that little sadistic side of Tama's. This had been something she had wanted to do for a while now and, to be honest, she thought Inosuke was going to be a tough nut to crack, but once Tama had found a way to convince him, (deceive him), she knew it would be easier than she thought. She even almost felt bad, Inosuke had really believed her, huh?

Well... it's true that she was going to train everything she had mentioned… she only hoped that he didn't mention any of this to Kocho-san.

"Oh? Your ribs seem to be very sensitive," Tama said in delight as Inosuke threw his head back with a snort when her fingernails dragged so painfully slowly against his upper ribs. "Is it becoming too much for you?"

Inosuke shook his head, his tightly shut mouth pulling into a wide grin, teeth clenched together.

Tama smirked, "that's what I thought. You see, it is better if I tick- do this in your weakest spots and your ribs really seem to be weak."

Inosuke grunted, breathing heavily as Tama kept focusing on his ribs, spreading them out and dragging them back in, lightly tracing each one and scratching those that were most sensitive.

After a while, when she was almost about to make Inosuke laugh, she moved her hands higher to the hollows of his armpits. Inosuke made a whiny sound and he pulled at his arms, trying to lower them. Tama grinned and her nails traced the sensitive skin there, making Inosuke snort again.

"Uh, your armpits are also very bad," she said, shaking her head. "Don't worry though, that's quite normal, however, I'll have to stay here for a while to help you out with this sensitivity!"

Inosuke shook his head and a muffled giggle finally made its way out as she scratched lightly at the very centers of his underarms. Inosuke huffed, trying to regain his composure, but Tama kept scratching at his armpits and more giggles escaped from his grinning mouth until he couldn’t stop them.

“H-Hold on,” he said through clenched teeth, squirming and pulling at his arms. “G-Gihihihive mehehe one s-sehehecond!”

Tama laughed, “one second? Like, do you need a break? That’s not very strong of you, huh?” She teased and Inosuke laughed when he suddenly felt her thumbs pressing against his underarms. “Besides, we’re about to go a little harder right now.”

Not only was she pressing her thumbs in, rubbing deep circles against the sensitive spot, causing Inosuke to throw his head back with loud laughter; Tama was also wiggling her fingers in, digging against the nerves in a way that made Inosuke’s whole body jerk heavily. Her heart did a little somersault at hearing his nearly hysterical laughter and only seemed to encourage her to continue when he begged again.

“Wahahait! T-Tahahamahaha, you are- ahahaha!”

“Tama I am, in fact,” she laughed and her fingers moved down without warning, clawing at Inosuke’s ribs. Inosuke shrieked with laughter, arching his back and nearly choking as Tama wiggled her fingers against those hyper sensitive points on the sides of his ribcage. “These ribs really are sensitive, huh?”

“TAHAHAMAHA!” He howled with laughter, his cheeks flushing bright red. “Wahahait, wahahait plehehease! I’ll- I’ll dihihihe!”

“Oh, you won’t, don’t be dramatic,” she said, reaching down to vibrate her fingers against his stomach. “Aren’t you supposed to show me how amazingly strong you are? Are you backing off right now?”

Inosuke shook his head, “I’m nohohot, but it tihihickles too bahahahad! PLEHEHEASE!” He cackled, tears of laughter clinging to his lashes. “Leheheave my rihihibs alohohone!”

Tama smirked, “so you’re the weakest on your ribs, we’ll work on that, don’t worry.”

Tama found out there were a million ways to tickle someone else’s ribs and every single technique seemed to work wonders on Inosuke, if that hysterical laughter meant anything at all, by the time she thought he had, somehow, passed the training, Inosuke was in stitches, his body shaking heavily with silent laughter, snorts making his nose vibrate.

Tama’s cheeks were flushed and her fingers a little numb after wrecking the poor boy underneath her. When she finally stopped, Inosuke gulped in sweet air, his body trembling with residual laughter and twitching at the residual tingles rushing through his nervous system.

“Thahat wahas a-awfuhul!” He said, though, his voice came out a little hoarse and still giggly.

“Who said training was something easy to do?” Tama asked as she carefully untied him. “And you better get ready for tomorrow, we didn’t get to try your legs.”

Inosuke whined, lowering his arms once they were free again. “I hope my legs aren’t as bad as my ribs.”

Tama had to laugh. Inosuke was too cute and innocent for his own good. She really couldn’t wait for the next training!

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