Yukii's Ticklish Birthday Surprise (F/M) - Commission (Patreon)

Going over to Alice’s house had always been an emotional mixed-bag for Yukii. A colorful assortment of feelings fluttered through his chest with each step closer down the sidewalk. Hopeful trepidation. Fearful excitement. A colliding of bewildering possibilities raced through his mind. His heart pounded as he passed by Mrs. Alderman’s ripening berry bush. His imagination stirred upon crossing the streets from Fenton to Pike. His palms began to sweat at seeing Alice’s house near the end of his walk there, just beyond the giant fir and the house with all the dogs.

Yukii pulled his phone out of his pocket. He texted Alice that he was nearby, so as to avoid having to ring the doorbell. His screen background was the two of them together in the back of her dad's truck from years prior. The picture displayed what he imagined they looked like together to everyone else. He reserved a smile in the picture while Alice’s was wide and unyielding, her expression bursting with playful energy. It had been many years since the picture was taken, but Yukii held onto it for whenever he ever needed to indulge in that smile he held back that day.

The dogs from Mr. Waltz’s yard startled Yukii with sudden barking, rushing up to the chain link fence by the sidewalk. Yukii jumped and stumbled away. He hurried up to Alice’s yard, keeping his head low, while the dogs continued their vicious shouting in the distance. As he started up Alice’s driveway, the front door opened. Yukii’s heart leapt at the idea of it being either of her parents or even her older brother. The thought of being even talked to by anyone else was enough to keep him stowed away inside his room. But as the door flew open, Alice herself emerged. She raced out with all the energy that Yukii knew her to always have as she brushed past Yukii and raced down to the edge of the driveway.

“Shut up, you stupid mutts!” Alice yelled. The dogs across the street continued to bark. There were three of them, all fairly large, or at least large enough to knock Yukii to the ground with a single eager leap. None of them appeared objectively mean, only territorial and communicative. It was all the same to Yukii who seemed to clam up at the loud, abrasive noises. Alice yelled back at them long enough to get them to grow bored and leave the two alone.

Alice huffed. Yukii looked back at her with a smile. When Alice turned around to see him, she sighed and put on the wide, sunny expression Yukii had taken to always picture her with.

“Yukii!” Alice cheered. She raced up to the boy and threw her arms around him. She pulled him for an extra-tight squeeze. Yukii giggled. Alice had become one of the few people he ever found himself comfortable with being touched by, let alone hugged. She was dressed no different than her usual attire around him: spaghetti strap top with a pair of light red bleached denim shorts, pink and white thick high socks and faded Vans. Her light yellow hair was pulled back into a ponytail. A thin silver chain necklace hung around her neck, brushing her collarbone as she walked. Yukii hugged back and laughed as Alice nearly squeezed the breath out of him. “Happy Birthday!”

“Heh heh, th-thanks!” Yukii said. Yukii never wanted to make his birthday a big deal for anyone, but Alice was more than ecstatic to embellish any celebration for the boy. She gave him one more big squeeze before finally letting go. She stepped back, her face still beaming in front of him.

“I hope you’re ready for all that I got for you,” Alice said. Yukii pushed up his glasses and put his hands in his denim short pockets.

“I hope it wasn’t too much,” Yukii said.

“I know, I know, you said you didn’t want a lot,” Alice said. “But you should know by now that I was always going to do something, and I think you may like what I have in mind.” Alice snickered a bit as she ushered Yukii up and into her house with her hand holding onto his wrist.

Yukii’s slender figure, throughout his school life, had become a passive insecurity. Ingrained trauma of bullying laid dormant in his mind, a relic of more abrasive episodes from farther back that helped shape the young man he had become. He bore a slim, somewhat meek frame, the by-product of more time spent in academic social circles and fandom discussions than athletic ones. Complementing his slick build, Yukii stood relatively tall. His obsidian hair, kept no longer than his nape, always seemed to fall naturally into a style that framed well around his defined jawline and timid, watchful eyes. His style of clothing was kept as familiar as possible, more so prioritizing comfort with a graphic tee, shorts, and sneakers with ankle socks than anything that would cause him unwanted attention or distress.

“Are… your parents here?” Yukii asked, eyeing the mostly empty driveway.

“Nope,” Alice replied sharply. “Dad and Diane are on a cruise for their anniversary. It’s been so nice having the house to myself!”

Alice pulled Yukii up the driveway and across the threshold that Yukii had become just as familiar with as his own over the years. Yukii glanced around as the door shut behind him. Alice’s house had become relatively predictable in its unpredictability. Furniture had the habit of being in different places every time he came over. Decorations, both for holidays and for the general default look, always seemed to change position or appear and disappear at will. Yukii looked over to the couch against the far wall, the same one that he and Alice used to sit at so he could help her with her homework. In the corner of the room was a soccer ball, the same worn leather look as the ball that Alice had tried to teach him the sport with several times. He even spotted the picture of just them that her dad had taken when they all went camping together framed and hanging by the mantle. Looking at it always seemed to warm his heart a little more than the fireplace.

“Make yourself comfortable,” said Alice. “You don’t have to be weird in the doorway like always.”

“Heh, okay,” Yukii said as Alice began slipping off her shoes by the door. Yukii looked down and watched the moment her feet slipped out of her shoes. He started to look away, but was caught by Alice losing her balance a little and grabbing onto his shoulder. The gesture pulled his attention back down to her feet. Alice looked up to him as he watched the minor act with obvious intrigue. She smirked.

“Ugh, my feet hurt so bad,” Alice said. “I may need one of your famous foot massages later.” Yukii’s heart skipped slightly. He watched as she wiggled her socked toes upon slipping her feet from her shoes in front of him. Her feet were as petite as the rest of her, her socks displaying only a slight amount of discoloration by the moisture that each accumulated at the soles.

“Heh, heh, y-yeah, sure…” Yukii stuttered. Alice giggled. She placed her shoes by the front door, her hand still placed on Yukii’s shoulder. He swallowed and carefully kicked his own shoes off as well. “And… uh… is your brother here?”

“Oh, no,” Alice said. “Pete left a week ago for a hunting trip with his buddies. Won’t be back until Monday. Like I said, all to myself. So nice!” Alice started off before turning back around again. “Stay in here for now, I’ll bring it out!”

Yukii watched as Alice made her way toward the kitchen. She stood about a head and a half shorter than him, paving the way for many jokes to be made at the focus of her stature. By simply being around her, Yukii had heard what he assumed would be all of the ones most common. He recalled her father saying that she stopped growing in the fifth grade for being stubborn about drinking her milk. He heard her brother using words like ‘munchkin’ and ‘dwarf’ when making fun of his ‘baby sister’ around his friends. He had even remembered times when the gym teachers at school would make Alice sit out of activities under the false idea that she was somehow medically compromised based on one assumed condition or another. He always hated how she would look when being left out of things.

It was all absurd to Yukii. To him, there was nothing wrong with her. There was never anything abnormal about Alice outside of the amount of care of which she was capable and the appeal her features radiated. Alice always had this ability to light up whatever room she shared with Yukii. Her smile was always so genuine how it pushed dimples into her rosy cheeks and squinted her shimmering, jade eyes. Her hair sparkled with the hue of a clear midday stroll through dandelions and sunflowers, a color most others only tried to capture with expensive dyes. Her voice blossomed with melodic resonance in whatever way she used it. Speaking, laughing, singing, even as it echoed through Yukii’s mind when shouting back at the bullies who had worked so hard to keep him down over the years. The many qualities of Alice’s excellence all remained with Yukii, warming his nights like a tapestry of perfection.

Yukii swallowed as he watched Alice walk away. He took a short walk around the newly organized living room before deciding to take a seat on the couch. He sat with a polite posture. Yukii took out his phone and opened up a casual game on his phone. Within seconds after, Alice reentered the room. She walked slowly as she carried out a full sized birthday cake, complete with lit candles. She started singing Happy Birthday as Yukii put his phone away and smiled.

“Alice… you didn’t have to–”

“Shh,” Alice hushed playfully before continuing with the song. Yukii giggled. She placed the cake down in front of him on the coffee table. The craftsmanship on it was clearly not professionally done. The icing was ridged and uneven in places. The base slumped to one side. The handwork on the icing letters was shaky and inconsistent. Still, a wide smile came to Yukii’s face. The work that Alice had clearly done on it herself was not lost on him. Alice finished with the song and Yukii took it upon himself to blow out the candles as per the traditional finale. Alice cheered and clapped, catching a side-eye from Yukii over her obvious infantilization.

“Alright, alright,” Yukii said, his face beaming a deep, red shade.

“Happy Birthday,” Alice said. Sweetly, sitting closely next to him on the couch. “You like it?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t tasted it yet,” said Yukii.

“No, I mean– ugh!” Alice groaned. "You know what I mean!" Yukii laughed.

“I love it,” Yukii said. “It looks great. You really didn’t need to go through this much trouble though.”

“No trouble at all!” Alice said.

“I said I didn’t want anything big…” Yukii said.

“Dude, it’s a cake,” Alice said dryly. “I didn’t invite anyone else. I didn’t buy you anything. This was literally the least that I could do.”

“Well… thanks…” Yukii said. “You still must have gone through a lot of trouble for this, so really, thank you.” Alice smiled.

“Of course,” Alice said. She leaned in closer, bringing her lips right up to his ear. She whispered softly. “And I also have another big surprise for you when you’re ready.” Her voice poured like cream. A shiver raced through Yukii’s spine. A smirk raised across his face, his cheeks brightening like blushing red bulbs. He shifted where he sat, responding with anxious giggles. Alice sat back, grinning a proud smile. “Heh… I guess I should have brought out plates and stuff too… hang on.”

Alice rose to hurry back into the kitchen. Before long, she returned with two plates, a pair of forks, a spatula for cutting, and some napkins. She laid everything out across the coffee table for them both to use. She cut the first piece of cake and put it on Yukii’s plate. It was almost comically large as emphasized with the laugh it received from the boy.

“You know I’m not going to eat all of this,” Yukii said.

“Sure you will,” said Alice, handing him a fork. “Because I made it and it’s your favorite. Vanilla cake with vanilla buttercream.”

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I’ll eat all of this piece right now,” said Yukii.

“Fine,” Alice said with mild annoyance. “Then we can split this one.”

The pair ate the cake over casual conversations regarding school, the year as a whole, and what’s been going on in the lives of their families. Alice had quickly adjusted her sitting position to be crossed-legged up on the couch. She was able to catch many of Yukii’s side glances to her feet. She grinned, glad that she was still able to entice him in such a way. Yukii’s interest in her feet had been a regular topic of unspoken focus in their friendship. She knew how he looked at them and how anxious he became whenever she went barefoot around him or even mentioned her feet to him. His adorable nervousness had become a sort of compliment, something that stoked her pride and flattered her greatly.

Through the years, she had tried to use her feet as leverage to coax him into talking about it, but Yukii never really opened up in the ways that she wanted him to. She would ask for foot massages, take him with her to buy shoes, and even entice Yukii to tickle her every now and then. Her heart fluttered at him placing such value on them, or perhaps it was more enjoyment in the ease at being able to fluster him with such an easy body part. Either way, she knew what he liked and she was determined for him to enjoy himself.

Alice lifted the final bite of cake with her fork, a particularly large chunk, and held it up to Yukii’s mouth. Yukii laughed and backed away.

“No, no, you take it!” Yukii said while laughing.

“It’s your cake, Yukii,” said Alice. “You take it!”

“I’m full though.”

“No, you’re not,” said Alice. “Come on, just one more bite.”

“Alice, no…”

“Here comes the airplane!”

“Alice…”

“Vroooooom!”

“Alright, fine,” Yukii said. He giggled and gave in, just as Alice nearly forced the hulking bite of cake into his mouth. Icing smeared across his lips. Yukii struggled to chew through his giggles. Alice watched him as he finished off the whole piece.

“Okay, so, was it good?” Alice asked. Yukii nodded while wiping his mouth with the napkin.

“It was,” said Yukii, his mouth still half-full of cake. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” said Alice. She grinned as she slid a hand closer to Yukii on the couch. Alice bit her lip upon aiming her hand toward Yukii’s side. With a sudden, swift grasp, she launched her hand at the slender edge of the boy's midsection, delivering a rapid, well-placed tickle. Yukii squealed. His body jumped against the cushions beneath him as he squeaked into a fit of giggles, nearly dropping his fork squirmed. The quick tickle shot through Yukii’s body, making him jerk back into a sharp recoil.

“Ahhheheheheee!” Yukii giggled. Alice laughed as she slid closer.

“Heehee, what’s the matter, little Yukii?” Alice said softly. “Too old to be tickled now?” A warm blush came to Yukii’s cheeks. His heart beat faster in his chest. The sudden rush of the tickling sensations resonated through him even after they were over. The feeling of being so helpless. The sense of being made to laugh for another’s amusement. And it all having been done by Alice, the master tickler herself left Yukii’s heart pounding in his chest for reasons that he had always kept to himself.

“Heh… n-no… just… surprised me,” Yukii said.

“No being shy today, Yukii,” said Alice. She reached back over to latch both hands on Yukii’s sides, extending her arm across the boy’s body. She hopped and swung her leg around to straddle Yukii’s waist, pinning him to the couch as her hands began viciously kneading and squeezing the slender, sensitive regions. Yukii exploded into a heavy fluttering of laughter. He squirmed on the couch, his arms clenching at his sides, while Alice held on with her legs and squeezed at his sides over and over again, watching Yukii’s expression melt with ticklish delight. She pressed her thighs snug at his hips. They squished together beneath his sides, the warm resonating from them brushing against his hands as they fell upon her knees.

“Aaaahheheheheheheeehehehheee!!” Yukii giggled. Tickling was an act almost to be expected every time he came over to Alice’s house. She knew his overwhelming ticklishness and tried to tease the boy with it every chance she could get. She had found out during a game of truth or dare that the two had played at a sleepover when they were much younger. Yukii claimed to be incredibly ticklish and the evening continued Alice exercising her own pleasure at being on the giving end of such an exchange. The girl was spritely as she tickled, always enjoying the rush of being in control and taking satisfaction that she and Yukii could share a special bond with their complementing qualities.

“Coochie coochie coo!” Alice teased while giggling. “You should have known this was coming!” Her fingers knew nearly every inch of Yukii’s body, particularly in the regions wherein he was most ticklish. Knowing that the boy gave no mind to the tickles, at least not from her, never stopped her from easing into each ticklish situation with a conscious concern for his own composure in the moment. Yukii put up a minimal fight against Alice’s effort. The tickles flowed through his body like a familiar embrace with a good, yet challenging, friend.

“Heeehhhahahahahahaaaahaaa!! Gahahahahaaa!!” Yukii continued to laugh. Alice shifted against his lap while Yukii anxiously squirmed in place. She placed her teasing giggles right into the boy’s ear, sending more chills through his body as he endured the skilled, ticklish touch. Yukii put up little resistance beyond his own squirming reactions. His cheeks glowed a faint, yet telling shade of red, accenting a wide, laughing smile with an almost cherubic expression.

“Heh heh, awww poor ticklish Yukii, left all alone with the all time tickling master!” Alice said proudly. She gave the edges of his midsection a few more devilish squeezes before pulling back. The tickling lasted all but a minute, yet Yukii sat slumped back against the couch, fighting to catch his breath. His face rested on a tired smile. His skin shimmered with the gentle sheen of sweat already. The tickles continued through his body like ghosts, playing with his senses with undeniable investment. Alice paused as Yukii caught his breath, smiling back at him from atop his lap.

“Y-you’re… still really… good at that…” Yukii said. From so close, Yukii saw all of the beaming features of Alice’s face. Her petite figure made her easy to handle whenever she would climb on top of him for tickles or just general silliness. Her eyes were large and crystalline in most light. Her skin was smooth and pristine. Her lips always seemed to glimmer like morning dew atop rose petals. Up close, Yukii could smell her perfume, the same one that she had been using since discovering perfume back in middle school. She was girly, yet sporty; a real beacon of energy and life. Alice giggled and sat back.

“I know,” Alice said. She pushed herself off of Yukii, hopping up to her feet. “And I’m glad you think so. Come on.”

“Where are we going?” Yukii said, fixing his glasses.

“Getting ready for the sleepover!” Alice said. Yukii squinted curiously.

“Sleepover?” Yukii asked. “That wasn’t in the plan.”

“Sure it was,” Alice said. “Or… okay, maybe not, but it is now!” Yukii chuckled. Sleepovers At Alice’s house were not uncommon, but became more scarce as they grew up together. The idea of a spontaneous sleepover at Alice’s place was not an inconvenient one either with how close by Yukii lived.

“Okay, but… I didn’t bring any stuff,” Yukii said.

“Don’t worry about that,” Alice said. “I’m going to go grab a quick shower and you’re going to put the cake in the fridge, okay?”

“Heh, yeah, okay,” Yukii said. Alice gave the boy a parting smile before storming up the stairs, her footsteps thundering with each skipped step. Yukii laughed and shook his head. He collected the cake, and everything else that Alice had brought out, and walked it into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and slid the rest of the cake in between the Sunny D and the purple stuff. He dropped the dishes off in the sink, already cresting from Alice’s time home alone, he assumed, before heading toward the stairs to follow Alice to her room.

Alice’s room had changed very little over the years. It was awash with an abundance of pink and accents commonly associated with young girls, despite Alice long having grown out of her pastel phase. Stuffed animals sat in meticulously placed clusters. Small sports trophies and medals were kept together atop a bookshelf with a lack of many actual books. Several articles of clothes were scattered across the floor and over the chair pushed into an equally unkempt desk, covered in school supplies and unfinished assignments. Clothes laid scattered haphazardly across the floor, as per Alice’s usual signature decor. The air in Alice’s room always had a slight musky, yet flowery fragrance, a lived-in ensemble of aromas that welcomed Yukii in with delightful familiarity.

After Alice finished her shower, she walked into her room wearing her hair wrapped up in a towel and a clean pajama set, covering her in a matching blue and white dotted design with a cute little whale stitched across the chest. The top was fitted with thin straps over the shoulders and ended just past her belly button. The bottom was a pair of boy shorts, comfortable elastic at the waist, that rode up to highlight most of her thighs. Alice had put on a fresh pair of thigh-high socks to go with it. They were all black, except with a white band toward the tops where small, delicate blue bowties hung in the fronts. Yukii looked back at her as she entered, admiring her in stirring silence.

“Wow,” Yukii said, standing next to Alice’s desk. She looked over to him, padding the towel up and around her hair.

“Hm?” Alice asked. “You say something?” Yukii was quick to respond with a rapid head shake.

“N-no, just… um… no,” Yukii said. Alice giggled.

“Alright then, you’re up,” she said.

“Up for what?” Yukii asked.

“For your shower,” said Alice. “Don’t worry, I left a little bit of hot water for you.” Yukii paused, struggling with the confusion of whatever it was that Alice had planned.

“Oh, I… I, uh…” Yukii stammered.

“I’ll lay out your favorite jammies,” Alice said. “I still have them. I keep them in my sock drawer.”

“Oh, well… okay,” Yukii said. He shrugged and found himself compelled to go along with Alice’s implied instructions. He scratched at the back of his head while heading for the bedroom door. “Is this the surprise then? A shower?”

“Don’t be smart with me, little Yukii,” said Alice. “Just do it.”

Yukii agreed to clean himself up for the evening, crediting the idea of a shower as the best course of action for a spontaneous sleepover. He headed into Alice’s bathroom, still steamy from her own shower, and closed the door behind him. He stripped down and stepped in. The hot water came swiftly to the nozzle. He was able to use the smaller soaps and hotel shampoo bottles that Alice had collected over the years to supplement what he needed to wash up. The scents of Alice’s own soaps still lingered in the air. They mixed into heavenly aromas that placed his thoughts on her and only her. To keep her from waiting, however, Yukii hurried through his shower. He gave his body and hair a quick, soapy wash-down before turning off the water.

As he opened the curtain and reached for a towel, he noticed a familiar pajama set neatly folded and sitting atop the closed toilet lid next to him. He smiled upon seeing it. It highlighted a collection of light blue hues all zigzagging horizontally. Truthfully, it had been one of the ugliest designs that Yukii had ever seen, but when having his first sleepover at Alice’s place, he had forgotten his own pajamas, so Alice brought him that pair that her brother had long since grown out of. Despite being repelled by their abrasive design and coloring, Yukii took them gladly, just happy to be able to spend more time with Alice. Since then, they had become a sort of running gag between them. Yukii still believed them to be off-putting to the eyes, but relished more over the years the opportunities they presented to be around her.

The boy quickly dried himself off and slipped into the matching pajama set. He had outgrown it greatly over the years, but was still willing to humor Alice with how much so nonetheless. The top just barely covered his midsection while the shorts ended well above the boy’s knees. Each article was noticeably, yet not unbearably, tight on him. Yukii adjusted himself in the pajama set and left the bathroom to meet Alice back in her room.

“Haha!” Alice laughed upon seeing Yukii in his pajamas. “Aww, you look so cute!”

“I look so stupid…” Yukii said, gesturing to how much he had outgrown the pajamas. Alice waved him off, her cheeks glowing with a cherry hue as she laughed back at the boy.

“No, no, it’s cute!” Alice said. “In, like, a dorky kind of way.”

“Well, I’m nothing if not that,” said Yukii. Alice calmed herself and pointed to behind the door.

“I left your clothes over there,” Alice said.

“Oh, thanks,” Yukii said, his bare feet sinking into the carpet below. Alice stood in the middle of the room, tossing loose clothes aside on the floor. She cleared off her bed by throwing more clothes onto her desk. Yukii watched with a slight smirk, wondering if any of Alice’s clothes were even still hanging in her closet. “So, what’s the big surprise?”

“Well, it’s still kind of a surprise,” Alice said. She quickly brushed aside the state of her room upon turning to face Yukii. She took Yukii’s hand and pulled him further into the room. She guided him up to her plush little twin sized bed and gave him a soft push. Yukii giggled as he sat down atop the comforter, bouncing slightly. Alice pinched the temples of Yukii’s glasses and pulled them off of his face. Fortunately, he could still see functionally well up close, well enough at least to still make out the alluring features of Alice’s face.

“Heh heh, what are you doing?” Yukii asked.

“You’ll see,” Alice said, setting his glasses off to the side. “Now lay down on the bed. And don’t get up no matter what!” Yukii grinned at Alice’s bold playfulness. He slid back and laid himself out long-ways across the bed, scooting into a comfortable position. His head nestled into her pillow, catching the scent of her hair up close; restless lilac.

“Okay, now what?” Yukii asked nervously.

“Jeez, so impatient,” Alice said. She reached under the bed and pulled out a long, black box. As Yukii peeked over the side of the bed, it was actually Alice’s old saxophone case, still covered in tacky stickers from various bands and slogans from edgy mall shops. She popped off the latches and looked back up at Yukii. “No peeking!”

“S-sorry,” Yukii said. He laid back against the bed, staring up at the casually spinning fan making soft creaking noises in the center of the room. Before long, Alice popped back up with her hands behind her back. A wide smile biting down on her lower lip greeted Yukii when she appeared again.

"Okay, umm… I've never done this before, but…" Alice began.

"Done what before?" Yukii asked anxiously.

"Okay, so, I need you to stretch your arms and legs out," Alice said, "like, towards the corners of the bed." Yukii’s heart fluttered. He huffed as a nervous smile came to his own face. He did as she told him to, positioning his arms and legs out to be pointing toward their respective corners. Alice came up to the side of Yukii's top half and reached over to his far hand, stretching herself out over his body. Yukii caught a brief glimpse of what was in her hands before the first was effectively latched onto his wrist. Four pairs of handcuffs dangled in her grasp, one of which cuffing onto his wrist before he could accurately see what they were. As Yukii began to piece together what was happening, Alice snapped the attached cuff to the corresponding corner of the bed frame.

"Wait, what?" Yukii began to ask. "Wh-what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, nothing that won't be fun for both of us," said Alice. "Do you trust me?" The question started Yukii with how obvious the answer was in context. Yukii trusted Alice more than anyone. She had proved herself to him to be worthy of his trust more than anyone ever had. And yet, Alice was, more often than not, a risk taker. She was always the one to make the first move and only ever considered the consequences of her actions when she felt his own comfort would be compromised. So her asking such a question came with potentially heavy implications. Yukii stared back and considered Alice's own pause, even after already cuffing his wrist to her bed.

"Of course," Yukii said softly. He smiled back at her as her face illuminated.

"Yay!" Alice said. "Because I do still have a big surprise for you!" She proceeded to take Yukii's other hand and cuff that wrist to her bed as well.

"Well… I have to say, I… I wasn't expecting this…" Yukii said.

"Hm, well, I have a little feeling that… you'll like what I have planned, little Yukii…" Alice taunted. Her voice slipped into a patronizing, almost babying tone when teasing Yukii. The boy realized perhaps too late what potential for such teasing he was giving her by allowing himself to be made helpless in such a way. The feeling only grew more potent as Alice made her way down to the bottom of the bed.

"Alice, wha… uhh… what do you have planned, exactly?" Yukii asked timidly. Alice giggled.

"Don't you worry about that," she said. "You just lay there and enjoy what happens, little Yukii…" The name 'little Yukii always came with a devilish sound to it, especially when slipping from the lips of the girl who had always been smaller than him. She latched another cuff around his ankle before attaching it to the bed in the same fashion. Yukii squirmed in position, with his arms and legs stretched out, as Alice followed by completing the set, cuffing and binding his last free limb. "There!"

Yukii pulled gently at the cuffs keeping his arms and legs apart. He reserved what little strength he had to ensure that Alice’s plan could still go through while swallowing nervously at how effective the cuffs actually were against his increased struggling. Alice looked down at Yukii proudly. The whole scene appeared before the boy as something out of one of the videos that he's watched, or out of the stories that he's read, right before the bound focus is subjected to the very topic that made his heart race.

"So, I… uhhh… have a little confession to make, Yukii…" Alice began, standing with her hands cupped shyly behind her back. Yukii looked back at her nervously. "I… uhhh… know."

"You know what?"

"I know about the things you like," Alice said with a careful warmth to her voice so as to ease Yukii into the situation. "I know about how you… like to be tickled…"

"How I… I-I don't…" Yukii stammered.

"I've seen the way you get when I do it, Yukii," Alice continued. "I even remember when you first told me that you were ticklish. It was so cute, it was like you were asking for it!"

"I-I wasn't!"

"It's okay, Yukii," Alice said with a little giggle. "You don't have to be ashamed of it. You can trust me, remember. I haven't told anyone. I just want you to be comfortable with it, you know?" Yukii paused. Shame was the natural reaction to having his secret be known, but lessened greatly by confirming the harbored suspicions that Alice had somehow always known. He did trust her, and if there was one person with whom he could feel happy sharing that side of himself, it was always her.

“I guess I didn’t hide it very well, huh?” Yukii said softly.

“It’s okay,” Alice said. “I kinda saw the tabs you still had open on your computer last time I was over. I didn’t go snooping, but I just kind of remembered what they were called and was curious when I got home. Step Mom Goes Tickle Crazy On My Feet. Ruthless Tickle Interrogation. Some story about a… housekeeper, I think. It was cute, really. I was actually kind of glad. Helped me feel better about my own likes.” A burning bloom came to Yukii’s cheeks. He could feel the heat and knew it was there without even looking at himself.

“Your own?” Yukii said. Alice shrugged.

“We’re… uh… not so different,” she said. “For several reasons. Because what I found was… pretty cool, actually.”

“Oh god…” Yukii muttered. Alice shot him a warm smile.

“Listen, it’s okay,” Alice said. I don’t want you to worry about anything today, okay. It’s your special day and I wanted to do something special for you based on the things I know about you.”

“Wh-what are you going to do?” Yukii asked. His nervous smile twitched and, soon after, slowly vanished. “Wait… things?”

“You’re more obvious than you realize, Yukii,” said Alice. She bent down to pick up a sock off of the ground. It was a long, white tube sock, darkened around the sole from regular gym use. Alice studied it in her fingers before looking back up to Yukii. “I also know that you like my feet…” Another wash of hesitation raced through Yukii. His throat grew dry, his eyes shifted in place as he stared back at her. His hands trembled a bit.

“I… I, uh…” Yukii stuttered once again.

“I’ve seen the way you look at them, little Yukii, when you think I’m not watching,” Alice said. “And honestly, again, we’re not all that different. It’s actually really cute the way you look at them. It’s flattering. I’ve always thought that I was somehow… strange for wanting people to notice my feet. I’ve tried to take such good care of them and… well, I’ve just always wanted someone to,,, make that connection with.” Alice came up next to Yukii. She bent down beside the bed, leaning up into his ear to whisper. “So, tell me, and be honest. Do you like my feet?”

Another obvious answer to a question that left Yukii too speechless to say. His heart pounded, but steadily eased with Alice being open and honest with him as well. Having his secrets thrust out into the open came much less horrifying than he ever feared when conducted by Alice. Her approach was full of understanding and compassion. Her tone was gentle, yet still breathed an almost teasy air, as if enjoying how she coaxed him into admitting the secrets that he had kept for so long. Sweat began beading at his neck. Yukii swallowed and answered first with a nod.

“Y-yes…” Yukii said back softly.

“Mmm, good,” Alice whispered back. “I’m glad. Because I’m going to tickle the absolute crap out of you…” She held up the sock in her hand for Yukii to get a closer look. “... while you get to enjoy my feet. Open wide.” Yukii found himself slipped into the compulsion to simply obey and let Alice’s plan simply be, trusting in her in as much as he trusted in his own inability to do anything about it anyway. He opened his mouth. Alice gently pushed the sock inside, letting the damp surface of the sole press downward against the boy’s tongue. The sock was still somewhat warm, yet still not freshly worn. A faint, dense flavor began to fill Yukii’s senses, the resting taste of Alice’s foot. Alice smiled as she watched him adjust to the taste. She pushed the entire sock inside, trusting Yukii to simply keep it there for the time being.

“Good huh?” Alice asked. “Probably not. That was yesterday’s gym sock. I hope it still tastes okay, or at least still like my foot. That’s all you’re getting… for now.” Yukii sucked on the article, making the sock immediately damp in his mouth. The added moisture brought out more of the embedded flavor, filling more of his mouth with the taste of Alice’s feet. Yukii simply rested in place, letting the dream unfolding before him play out as such.

“But that reminds me…” Alice continued. She reached down and peeled off the sock that she was wearing. It was long, traveling well up onto her thigh. She pulled the entire sock off and held it up for Yukii to see. “This is for something else…”

Alice proceeded to wrap the long thigh-high sock around Yukii’s head. It covered the boy’s eyes, forcing them shut. The scent of her freshly removed sock wafted down to tease his nose as Alice tied it in place around his head, eliminating his vision. Alice sat back, admiring her work so far.

“There!” Alice said proudly. “How do you like it?” Yukii had no way of knowing how he looked or if that little performance was the aforementioned surprise, but no complaints came to his mind. He laid there tugging at the cuffs holding his arms and legs apart while sucking the taste of Alice’s foot out of a gym sock and blinded by another. The burning in his cheeks remained. His breathing increased as he huffed heavily through his nose. He gave Alice a muffled, agreeable moan through the sock gag, nodding his head. Alice giggled.

“You’re so cute already, little Yukii,” Alice said. “But of course that’s not all of it. That was just getting set up for the main attraction!” Alice hopped up to straddle the young man's waist. Her thighs tucked tightly against his hips, squeezing him gently once more. She eyed Yukii's stretched out figure as he laid with his arms and legs spread and bound against her bed. The way that his arms were stretched allowed the bottom of his pajama top to ride up and expose his belly. Alice eyed it with a glimmer in her eyes as she raised her hands, ready to strike. The boy had no way of knowing what was happening with his eyes closed behind the sock tied around his head. He groaned a bit with the sock in his mouth, steadying his nerves with Alice straddling on top of him. Within seconds, Alice plunged her scribbling fingers down upon Yukii’s ticklish stomach.

“MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHhehehehehhhhhheheeeheheheeee!!!” Yukii shrieked with laughter behind his gag. His teeth clenched down on the sock, his back arching against the bed. His arms and legs pulled at the sudden tickles targeting his sensitive stomach. Laughter quaked from deep within Yukii’s throat, pulsing by the tickles that persisted and quickly compounded onto one another from Alice’s eager touch. Yukii threw his head back. His body rocked side to side against the flourishes of tickles raging through him immediately. Alice only briefly eased the boy into his surprise birthday tickles, yielding mostly to her own whims of being as ruthless of a tickler as she possibly could.

“Hehehe!” Alice giggled. “Poor, ticklish Yukii! All trapped here for me to play with! Nowhere to go. Tickle, tickle, tickle…” Alice teased over the boy’s laughter, making sure that he heard every word. Her fingers dig into the plush, pale surface of Yukii’s stomach. They kneaded against the shallow mounds of muscles, each little tickle gauging Yukii’s reactions to see just what tickles the most. Her hands alternated periodically between squeezing at the area to rapid, concentrated scribbling. Her nails would lightly scratch in tight clumps around Yukii’s belly, attacking the slick, sensitive skin with feathery strokes.

“NNNMMMGGGGPPPHHHHHEHHEHEHEHEEEE!!!” Yukii squealed. Tickles, more than he had ever received at any given time, stormed through him from his belly. The whole ordeal played out like a dream, a fantasy that he had told no one about. He had seen many videos and images over the years of boys being tickled while in just as much a compromising position as he was in, imagining what it would be like to be them. The moment swirled in his head, breaching the prospects of reality. The tickles left him almost dizzy behind his blindfold, but in a way he could be grateful for, no matter how unbearable the tickles became. Yukii bounced and bucked weakly against the bed, but Alice held on tightly with her thighs pressed firmly against his hips. She giggled as she rode the boy’s fluctuating reactions. Yukii’s rapid movements only encouraged her to tickle more.

“Coochie coochie coo!” Alice giggled. She briefly bent down to place an airy whisper directly into Yukii’s ear, her fingers continuing to scribble and squeeze at his delicate belly. “I’ve got you now, ticklish little Yukii…” Her whispers blew small streams of warm air against Yukii’s ears. Her voice accentuated up close and sent chills all through Yukii’s body. Alice circled a single, scribbling down around and around the outer perimeter of Yukii’s belly. Her other hand skittered quickly up and down a row of Yukii’s ticklish ribs, leaving the boy howling and squirming where he laid. Alice smiled as she watched Yukii revel in the tickles pouring through him. Despite his explosive reactions, Alice took solace in knowing that Yukii was enjoying himself. She continued whispering teasing phrases directly into his ear. Alice leaned closer still to place a tender, loving kiss on his cheek as fingers gnawed with ticklish frenzy.

“MMMMPPPGGGGHHHHHHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEHEHEEEEE!!!” Yukii bellowed with ticklish laughter. The tickles shot through him with a potency that he only ever dreamed about. The fantasies of having his body bound and wrecked by tickles, even in the moment, seemed too good to be true. Alice’s beautiful face remained hidden from behind the veil of the blindfold, but her devilishly angelic voice remained ever present in her taunting whispers. Yukii’s body trembled and thrashed against the bed. His arms and legs instinctively tugged at the chains holding them apart. Yukii had no real desire to break free, but his body’s incredible ticklishness left him pulling frantically at the cuffs as he squirmed.

“Awww, what’s the matter, ticklish little Yukii?” Alice teased in his ear. “Too ticklish to play rough?” Alice grinned a devious smile beyond what Yukii could observe. She stared back at his expressions, even as they hid behind a blindfold and gag. His cheeks and ears were brushed with a heavily vibrant red hue. His chest pulsed up and down with each hysterical fit of laughter. She listened to his screams of laughter and watched the way his body thrashed beneath her as her fingers explored up and down each column to ticklish ribs. One by one, her skittering nails counted them. She pinched at them, giving every ticklish rib a delicate brushing over as the tickles poured through the boy’s body.

“MMMMGGGHGHHHHHHHHHHHEHEHEHEHEHEEE!!!!” Yukii’s ticklish laughter had always stayed with Alice. Ever since the first night when he confessed his ticklishness and she responded by pinning him down and pinching at his sides, his laughter echoed in her mind. It was gentle, even in the most violent of ticklish fits. It was pleasant and melodic, even when muffled by one of her socks. Her own secrets rarely remained as secrets for long, but the compatible tastes between the two, as she had discovered over the years, had left her wanting to hear more and more of Yukii’s laughter, to push the boy’s ticklishness to its absolute limits.

Alice giggled again and gave Yukii’s another little kiss on the cheek, closer to his lips. She drew her hands back and simply laid with the boy. She calmly listened to how he struggled to catch his breath, breathing in deeply through his nose and sucking down the faint fumes from her sock through his mouth. She tenderly reached up to stroke the flayed strands of black hair from the boy’s face. After a while, Alice sat back. She watched the boy for a few more moments, adoring his waning, post-tickling composure, before hopping down off of the boy’s body.

“Don’t think it’s over, little Yukii,” Alice said. “I wouldn’t have gone through all this trouble for just that.” Yukii was relatively unresponsive. The boy focused primarily on just catching his breath. His body laid still and weak from the thrashing. He had nothing to look at beyond the backsides of his eyelids held closed by the sock tied around them. Alice turned to her old saxophone case and began pulling out more from within.

"You were sure squirmy just now, ticklish little Yukii," said Alice. "More so than I had expected. Let's do something about that…" Yukii heard a rattling coming from nearby where Alice stood. A cool, metal texture began laying across his chest. It was heavy, yet not abundantly enough to affect his breathing. Alice laced the link chain across Yukii’s body, attaching one end to the bottom of the bed while she tightened the other end to the opposite side. When she had finished, Yukii realized how much less he could move. He struggled more and more against the cuffs and the chain holding him down. He pulled with no real intention or desire to be set free, but rather to test the limits of just how little he could move. Alice’s plan in keeping him from doing so was surprisingly effective.

“Awww, look at little Yukii’s squirm…” Alice taunted. She giggled as she pulled out another metal chain. She began running the second one across his hips, securing both it and Yukii’s wild bucking tightly down to the bed. When she finished, Yukii was still squirming, a little dance or display for Alice to observe just how well she had done in designing Yukii’s birthday binds. “So cute! But still not done…”

Alice gently brushed Yukii’s cheek with her thumb. She gently pinched the sock tucked away inside Yukii’s mouth and pulled it out. She let it fall to the side of the bed. The boy heaved deep breaths with his mouth finally free of the gag. Alice leaned in closely to his ear once more. She whispered tenderly, letting her voice carry puffing caresses of air onto his delicate lobe.

“That feel nice, little Yukii?” Alice asked softly. Yukii swallowed. His heart pounded, sweat beaded all over his body. The burn that resonated from his cheeks seemed to pulse all throughout his body. Yukii had little means within himself to place what exactly it was that made him this way. The surrender in the tickling. The helplessness in the bondage. The near humiliation of the teasing. The embrace of Alice’s feet. It all collided to form a dream from a fantasy too abstract for him to have even humored as an idea before. And yet, there he laid living it.

“Y-yes…” Yukii spoke softly. Alice smirked. She tenderly brushed his hair. As she gazed down at the boy behind his blindfold, unable to be seen, her own conflicting desires continued to battle one another. One side wanted to be gentle and kind and care for the boy. The other wanted to indulge in her own gnawing need to control and play, to push the ticklish fortitude of the boy as far as she possibly could. She stared down at him as a tickle hunter would her caught tickle prey. The evening was only just beginning.

“Good…” Alice continued to whisper. “Because I really think you’re going to like this next part.”

Alice hopped back up onto the bed. She sat on the boy once again, now held down by both the cuffs and the two chains keeping him bound to the bed. She positioned herself to be sitting over the boy’s lap, facing Yukii. She watched the boy breathe freely as she raised her bare foot up toward Yukii’s face. A sudden jolt raced through the boy as her toes began caressing his cheek. His mouth dropped open. Alice giggled watching the boy nervously squirm beneath her. She grinned and used her toes to briefly lift the blindfold from over one eye. Yukii looked back at Alice to see her peeling the other sock from her other foot. His cheeks beamed with a flowery shade of red. He tried his best to withhold his composure, but his inability to do so proved to be quite amusing for Alice, as she set the long, thigh-high sock off to the side. She wiggled her bare toes for him, giving him a much better vantage from which to see Alice’s immaculate soles.

Alice’s feet were just as small and dainty as the rest of her. They boasted a gentle collaboration of pastel pink and creamy paleness across her soles, giving each an almost fragile, precious aesthetic. Her nails were short and well maintained, despite going without color most of the time. Yukii enjoyed the more modest approach that Alice tended to give them, believing them to be perfect on their own. They were soft to the eyes, always kept remarkably clean for someone who was always so outgoing and active. Yukii stared back at Alice sitting on top of him, with her feet pointed in his direction. One stayed close up by his face, her small, bubbly toes brushing his cheek. A welcoming warmth blossomed from it. It captivated Yukii’s attention with a caressing bloom and a fresh, flowery scent. Yukii swallowed nervously.

“So cute…” Alice said. “I’ve always loved the way you get around my feet. I’ve suspected for so long, but I’m so glad you can be honest with me now.” Yukii watched as Alice’s toes brushed softly around his cheek. Their scent continued to surround his senses with an inviting, natural humidity. Never did he expect to ever get to experience them in such a personal way. Alice eased her toes closer to his lips. She teased them as Yukii kept his head in place and his mouth open, panting steadily. The girl observed all of Yukii’s minute reactions. She grinned and brought her toes onto his lips, flicking the bottom lip with a taunting embrace.

“Awww, you want them so bad, don’t you, little Yukii?” Alice said softly. Yukii swallowed. He kept his eyes on them, more so as Alice eased her other bare foot closer to his face. The other teased Yukii’s lips with delicate strokes before slowly pushing its way further into Yukii’s mouth. Soon after, Yukii’s lips enveloped Alice’s toes. His mouth was sufficiently blocked by Alice’s foot pushing inside. She teased her playful toes against the boy’s warm, wet tongue. Yukii tasted Alice’s foot directly, a sensation that burned through him as an undeserved privilege. Alice continued to watch the boy’s reactions. She brought her other foot closer to caress the side of his cheek. It too basked Yukii’s face with the flowery warmth as what filled Yukii’s mouth. He licked at her toes carefully, absorbing the frail, clean, forbidden flavor.

“Mmmmppphhh…” Yukii moaned. Alice giggled. She brought her other foot up beneath the boy’s nose. His deep breathing sucked in the treasured scent directly, making him tremble in his binds.

“Awww, you like that, don’t you, cutie?” Alice teased. Yukii was still easing into being so open and comfortable with what he had kept guarded for so long. In lieu of answering, he simply continued to savor the moment, along with the tastes and scents and sensations it brought, while it lasted. Alice smirked. She reached up with her one exposed foot to place the blindfold back over Yukii’s eyes with her toes. She gave the boy a moment to ease into teasing her toes with his tongue from within his mouth. “I figured I’d treat you to a better gag as we move on…”

Alice reached behind her, running her fingers playfully across Yukii’s thighs. Yukii’s body gave a noticeable twitch. He jolted before beginning to squirm once again, soft giggles resonating as vibrations against her toes inside Yukii’s mouth. Alice grinned once more and gave Yukii’s thighs another gentle brushing with her fingertips.

“Mmmmppphhheheheheheheeeee!” Yukii started to giggle. Her nails traced up and down the tender areas. They caressed the bare skin below where the pajama shorts ended and scratched through the thin fabric above. The longer she gave Yukii’s thighs a causal, rhythmic scratching, the more the tickles began to compound into more rapid twitching and louder fits of giggles.

"Don't think I forgot about this spot, little Yukii…" Alice taunted. "Tickle, tickle, tickle…" Her fingers caressed the boy’s thighs with the faintest of contact. Her nails enveloped each in feathery skittering around each shivering stretches of skin. They scribbled at the tops and worked their way around to the sides. They explored inward and outward and all around, covering each quivering thigh in a dense blanket of tickles while Yukii squealed and thrashed against his binds.

"MMMPPPHHHHGGGGHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEE!!" Yukii’s voice was shrill as he laughed. He flailed and twisted against the bed, his movements greatly limited by the rustling tightness of the chains and cuffs holding him down. The tickles flowed through his body, toying with his senses and leaving the boy a trembling, squealing vessel of giggles. Tears soaked into the sock blindfold. His arms and legs ached as he pulled at the cuffs. His chest strained to heave deep breaths beneath the chain, drinking down rapid whiffs of Alice’s foot beneath his nose. Alice herself teased Yukii’s tongue in his mouth with her toes, weaving the slippery muscle in between each for full effect.

"Heehee, you're so much fun to tickle… tickle… tickle… my ticklish little Yukii," Alice teased slowly. Her fingers played endlessly with both of Yukii's ticklish thighs. They scribbled and searched all over again and again. They covered each with layers of tickles until all of both had their ticklish areas thoroughly explored and exploited for her amusement. She squeezed at the inner regions. Her nails danced freely across the tops. She scratched up and down the sides of Yukii's thighs. She giggled along with him as his wild, ticklish laughter reverberated through her foot tucked firmly inside the boy's mouth, keeping his voice gagged and muffled.

"MMMPPHGGGGHHHHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEE!!" Yukii surrendered himself to Alice’s whims. He laughed and thrashed as commanded by the tickles that she sent coursing through his body. He savored the sensations of having her soft, plush bare feet in his face, specifically in mouth and beneath his nose. He drank in the dream-like taste and scents of each, absorbing so much of the feet that he had cherished for so long with every gasp, every laugh, and every perfect moment.

"Enjoying my feet, my little Yukii?" Alice continued to tease. "I hope so. I tried to make them extra sweet for you." She giggled. A soft blush rested across her own cheeks that went lost on Yukii behind his blindfold. She studied closely how Yukii reacted to having her feet on his face. Even through his ticklish hysteria, coupled with the blindfold shielding his eyes, she witnessed an almost loving acceptance to them. She watched the way that Yukii eagerly drank in the scent and warmth of her feet through his nose. She noted how his tongue so gingerly treated her toes to soft, affectionate licks. She found her stare lost in the sight of such a cute boy delighting himself on her feet. After so many years of thinking herself strange for having such an urge to see her feet appreciated in such a way, having it be Yukii came almost as a deeper sign of compatibility.

“MGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHEHHEHEHEHEHEEE!!” Yukii’s laughter continued while Alice played with the boy’s ticklish thighs. His laughter filled the room, even when muffled by Alice’s foot. Alice pushed Yukii further and further into his own ticklish hysteria. Her nails scribbled and scratched over each squirming thigh. Yukii laughed until his tears seeped through the sock blindfold and his face beamed with burning, vibrant rouge. He continued to thrash against his binds, though lessened greatly by the additional restraints and general exhaustion. More and more, Yukii found himself surrendering to Alice tickles. They commanded his motions, his expressions, his reactions, nearly every part of him being puppeted by Alice’s tickling fingers.

As Yukii’s chest began to pulse with ache, and his laughter became gasping through his own hypersensitivity to the tickles, Alice gave into the impulse to pull away. While reluctant, she knew that she wanted to keep the boy enjoying himself for as long as she could. She pulled her fingers away from his ticklish thighs while keeping her feet on the boy’s face for a few more moments. She stroked his cheeks, allowing Yukii to experience the divine softness in their texture. She petted his tongue with her toes. He licked as he fought to catch his breath. Yukii knew not how he would react to seeing Alice again after the evening’s events would conclude, but for the moment he found himself lost within the fantasy, giving into the impulses that drove him. He licked around each of Alice’s toes. Alice giggled as his licks tickled her in return. She bit her lip, chills running through her as she felt Yukii’s warm, wet tongue sliding all over and in between each curious digit. She let the boy catch a few more long, deep breaths of her feet through his nose before finally pulling each away.

“Wow… you’re really good at that, little Yukii…” Alice said, shaking off her own blushing expression. “I’m definitely going to let you play like that with my feet more often…” Yukii fell silent. He merely huffed and worked to catch his breath. The taste of Alice’s toes still rested on his tongue. The slight musky flavor filled Yukii’s mouth with a feeling most intimate, almost intoxicating with elation. Yukii trembled where laid. Alice watched the smile that rested on his face, sharing the same with her own for herself.

“But of course… we’re not through yet,” Alice said. She hopped down off of Yukii and returned to the case. “You were still wiggling a lot back there and I just so happen to have more toys to keep that from happening!” Eagerly, Alice pulled out several coils of ropes. Each strand was soft, white cotton; delicate enough against skin while boasting impressive tensile strength. Steadily, she began lacing a strand through the boy’s arms.

“Try to keep still, okay little Yukii?” Alice asked sweetly. The rope was twisted around each arm by a single stand. The end of the strands were fed down below the bed and tied onto the bed frame, further pressing Yukii’s arms against the bed and keeping his elbows from pulling apart too far. As per the other elements of bondage, Yukii tested them against his own strength, finding himself even more unable to twist, pull, or move much at all.

“Y… you’re… really good at that…” Yukii muttered breathlessly.

“Awww, thanks!” Alice said. “Oh, that reminds me!” Alice retrieved the sock that she had worn with her pajamas, the one that matched the sock tied around Yukii’s eyes. Up next to the boy, she briefly lifted his blindfold for him to see her standing by his side with it in her hands. She smiled down at him, observing the reddish hue smeared across his face. Alice leaned in closer, bringing her lips back up to his ear. She blew a gentle whisper right at the base of his lobe.

“Here,” Alice said softly. “As much as I do love hearing that cute voice of yours, we’re going to plug it up again. Open wide…” Alice’s breathy voice delicately grazed Yukii’s ear, her lips nearly touching close enough to give it a soft nibble. Yukii shivered. Still operating under the impulses to give into Alice’s wishes, he opened his mouth again. Alice pushed the sock inside. It was thicker than the last one. She had to ball the entirety of the article up before carefully forcing it in between Yukii’s open jaws. Once again, he laid with Alice’s sock between his teeth, pressed against his tongue. Alice lowered the blindfold once more before landing a brief, gentle kiss against his bottom lip.

Alice picked up another coil of rope. She brought it down to Yukii’s legs and began weaving a long strand between them much in the same way that she did his arms. Her ropework was clearly skilled beyond that of passively observing. It was clear to Yukii that Alice had experience in binding things before. As she tightened the rope around his legs to the bed just above his knees, he knew well just how skilled she was in how seamlessly her approach flowed without issue or hesitation.

“There we go,” said Alice, tying the last knot at the base of her bed. “That should keep you nice and snug for what comes next.” Yukii could only lay back and accept whatever it was Alice planned next. He had not the means to stop her or even audibly object, keeping her sock tucked firmly inside his mouth. Alice silently made her way down to the foot of her bed. She left Yukii squirming faintly within his highly restrictive binds, writhing in the anticipation of more tickles to come. She watched the boy wiggle, observing the rapid increase in his breathing. She gave no indication as to where she was while she knelt down and positioned her hands right at the soles of the boy’s bare feet.

Alice’s tickle attack came swiftly and quickly. She drove all ten viciously squirming fingers against the boy’s plush, tender soles. She laughed as she sent a sudden jolt of tickles up through Yukii’s body. The ropes, chains, and cuffs all lurched against the bed frame as the boy’s muscles tensed, and yet his body barely moved at all. A muffled scream of laughter came bursting from Yukii’s throat, his head plunging harder against the pillow.

“MMMMPPPGGGGHHHHHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEEEEEE!!!!” Yukii shrieked through his ticklish hysteria. An unrestrained barrage of tickles stormed up from both of his soles at once. They raced through his senses, pouring through him in waves, and bellowing through muffled screams. His body pulled at the restraints holding him down, leaving him even less able to move than before. Alice giggled playfully. She scribbled her fingers as fast as she could against Yukii’s soles. Up and down his creamy white arches, her nails skittered and scratched. They feasted devilishly on Yukii’s tender, sensitive soles, dancing to the tune of his wild, muffled laughter. Alice grinned, nibbling on her own lip, as she tickled with all of her efforts guided toward tormenting every last ticklish nerve across Yukii’s feet.

“Awww, poor ticklish little Yukii and his ticklish little feet!” Alice taunted. “All mine to play with… Coochie coochie coo!” She continued to lob ticklish phrases so as to emphasize the specific brand of helplessness for which Yukii had always pined. She watched as Yukii’s feet thrashed against her fingers. They wobble back and forth as one of the few methods of motion that she had left with the boy. She gave his soles another thorough layer of tickles before quickly stepping back. She pulled her case closer and reached inside to pull out a small roll of twine. The resolve from the tickles for Yukii was brief as Alice took it upon herself to use the twine to tie back Yukii’s toes against the cuffs. One foot at a time, she coiled the twine around his toes and pulled each foot back to keep it nice and steady for more tickles. The moment the roll of twine hit the padding within the case, Alice returned her fingers back to Yukii’s feet.

“GAAAAAAAHHHHHMMMMMEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEEHEHEHEEEEEEEE!!!” Yukii’s laughter exploded through the room. The added effect of being unable to move his feet intensified the tickles beyond anything that he could have imagined. He had become familiar with the device from the tickling media he had observed over the years, but never did he think that doing so would make him that much more receptive to foot tickles. Alice’s expert binding skills, coupled with her merciless approach to tickling his feet, proved him more wrong than he had ever been in his life.

“There we go, isn’t that much better?” Alice asked teasingly. Her fingers skittered with ease up and down the boy’s stretched, sensitive soles. “I’m not having to catch up with your feet now, I can just take my time and tickle these cute little feet all I want to!” Alice skittered her nails faster and faster across Yukii’s feet. Unhindered by his rapid, evasive impulsions, she scribbled and scratched each soft, delicate sole, furthering the ticklish madness raging through Yukii’s senses. Yukii wheezed for air through his gag. The tickles left him thrashing to the best of his severely limited ability. His head shook side to side, still trapped with the complete inability to see what Alice might do next.

“MMMPPPPHHHHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEE!!!! SHHHHHHEEHEEEEHEHEHE!!!” Yukii’s ticklish screams continued into wheezing gasps. Tears poured down his burning cheeks from beneath the blindfold. His chest ached more and more with each fit of laughter fighting to escape his lips.The tickles tore through his senses. They commanded his body. Every noise. Every movement. It was all dictated by Alice’s gleeful, ticklish ploy. She scribbled all over each of the boy’s arches. She attacked each pearly heel with a heavy concentration of scratches. She played with each one of his ticklish little toes, coating them all in their own individual submersion of tickles.

“Tickle, tickle, tickle, my ticklish little Yukii…” Alice said. Her naturally sweet tone was severely challenged by the merciless approach that she had taken to tickling the helplessly bound boy before her. Her ruthless touch scoured all over each of Yukii’s bare feet, taking full advantage of their nearly illuminated ability to move. She scribbled and scratched her nails across the surface of his soles. She toyed with each of his toes to seemingly endless extents. Yukii struggled to keep up with his own breathing. Forced to vocalize screaming fits of laughter, the boy simply laid back and sucked down desperate grasps of air through his nose whenever he could.

“MMMMPPPHHHHHHHHEHEHEeeheheheee……ehehehehhHHHHHHEEEHEEEE!!!!” Yukii’s laughter began to fade. His fits wheezed through strained efforts for air. A gnawing soreness bore through his chest. His stomach ached as his head grew light with ticklish mania devouring his senses. Alice picked up on Yukii’s waning disposition and finally pulled back after a few more teasing tickles against the boy’s bound, exposed soles. Alice stood and stared down at her friend. He wheezed through his nose and struggled to catch his breath through the sock in his mouth. Tears soaked into the sock. The tears, mixed with a fine layer of sweat, left his cheeks glistening and burning with a loud blush. His body laid slumped back against the bed. Alice grinned. She delicately climbed back on top of the boy, straddling him and pressing her thighs tightly between his bound hips. She leaned down and traced her lips gingerly across his ear.

“Mmmm… my Yukii…” Alice whispered. She gave Yukii’s ear a soft kiss and a subtle nibble. She watched as his body jerked slightly at her intimate tone. “Did you like that, my little Yukii?” Yukii gave a tired nod. He leaned his head in her direction. The blindfold was still tied up over his eyes. The gag was still in his mouth. Yukii steadily caught his breath as he remained tied to the girl’s bed. Alice paused and watched the boy, the same boy that she had had her eye on for so long. The same boy that valued her friendship above anyone else's. The same boy that was there to hold her after her mom left. The only male figure in her life that had always been there for her when she needed someone. She gazed back at him in a way where he had no way of seeing her back. Her eyes welled, her lips began to tremble. She leaned in closer still, her lips tracing the boy’s burning cheek.

“Do you… like me?” Alice asked. She expected a pause, but was met with a full and uninhibited nod.

“Mpphhhhmmm…” Yukii said tiredly, yet sincerely behind the gag. “Mmmmpphh… uuppphhhh… uuhh…” Alice giggled, her expression glowing at the inflection, the sounds he made becoming instantly and perfectly clear. She smiled wide and leaned in to plant more kisses against his face. They were deep, longing kisses pecking ever so sweetly around his cheeks and across his lips. Yukii tried to kiss back, but the gag still in his mouth kept him from doing so. His efforts were more than enough for Alice.

“I… love you too… my Yukii…” Alice muttered in a whisper. She held the boy close as he remained tied to her bed. Her bare legs caressed his in a tender cradle. Her hands brushed his chest and weaved through his hair. She pressed herself against him closely. Her head rested by his, her face tucked up by the crook of Yukii’s neck. Yukii eased into the moment, a moment of tender embrace with the girl that starred in every one of his dreams and fantasies. The girl who defended and protected him. The girl who proved time and time again to be someone more special to him than he ever felt like he deserved. He savored the moment lying by her side, having spent a blissful evening getting to know her better than he ever dreamt he would. Even when unable to see her, he knew how lucky he was to simply be there in that bed next to her.

The two laid in silence. Yukii’s heart raced with all that Alice had given him that evening, a lifetime’s worth of memories. But possibly the best one of all was simply being there with her, resting beneath the heat of their shared connection and time together. Alice stirred gently. She breathed softly into his ear before leaning in with another whisper, the last one Yukii would hear before the two shared in a much-needed sleep together.

“Happy Birthday… my Yukii…”