Summary: Fèlin accidentally pokes Silver and discovers something interesting.

"You're ridiculous!" Fèlin and Silver were on the couch together, laughing about something or other. Fèlin gave Silver a poke in the side, jokingly, and the reaction she got was very unexpected.

"Ah!" Silver gave a little gasp and jumped.

She glanced over at Fèlin to find her looking at her with a mixture of surprise and amusement. As she looked at her girlfriend she saw her expression changing to one of mischief that both scared her and attracted her.

"What was that?" She asked, grinning devilishly.

"N-nothing." Silver answered, edging away.

"Oh really? I think it was something. I think," Fèlin scootched over next to her. "I think" she scooted closer "you" she leaned over to her "are ticklish." She said, punctuating the last word with another poke, eliciting a very satisfying squeak from her girlfriend.

She smirked, meeting Silver's wide eyes. "Why didn't you mention this before? It's proving to be very entertaining."
"Yeah, that's what I was scared of."

Fèlin gently ran her fingers along Silver's sides, and was pleasantly surprised as she giggled cutely and squirmed. Fèlin smiled. She had seen Silver laugh, sure, but giggle? Oh, she was totally using this.

Fèlin noticed her laughter escalating as her hands moved closer to her hipbones, so she began to focus her fire there.

"Hehehe, Fèlin! Hehehe-HAHAHA FÈLIN NOT THER-EH-HEH-HERE!"

"Right, right here? You ticklish right..." she paused for a moment, then ran her fingers in light circles around the middle of her hips. "Here?"

"YE-HEH-HEH-ES! FÈLI-HIH-HIN! DON'T! STO-HAHA-OP!"

"Don't what? Don't stop? Oh, I wasn't planning to."

Silver squirmed, but didn't really try to get away. She had always been ticklish, and hated it, but with Fèlin-

"Eeek!"

Fèlin grinned. She had just hit a particularly sensitive spot right below her ribs, and unknowingly, interrupted Silver's thought.

"Oooh, good spot? Better than your hips, I can tell." Fèlin said deviously, and she was right. Silver's laughs were louder now and mixed with adorable high pitched squeals.

"FÈLI-HIH-HIN! YOU'RE E-HE-HE-VIL! EEEEEEK!"

"Oh, evil am I? I'll show you evil!" Fèlin said, though sounding indeed evil. She drilled the fingers of her right hand on Silver's hip, and with her left worked her way up her girlfriend's ribs.

"You've got strong lungs." Fèlin commented, smirking like they were just talking, and she wasn't driving Silver absolutely crazy. Which she was. She had been better before, at least able to form coherent thought, but now. But suddenly she stopped. Silver took deep breathes, but tried not to get comfortable, as she knew Fèlin wasn't stopping for good. (She hoped.)

Silver had been so busy finally breathing well, that she had not noticed that Fèlin was unlacing her sneakers until she slipped one off.

"Don't you dare."

"Ooooo, yay, now I know this'll be fun!" Fèlin said, starting to giggle as she slowly undid the laces on her other shoe. She had to admit, she was enjoying hearing her girlfriend laugh freely like this. Just for fun, she gently poked Silver's sole, earning a sweet giggle from her. "Have I ever told you how cute your laugh is? Now seems like an appropriate time." She laughed, and Silver gave a little snicker herself.

"Oh, we need more than that." Said Fèlin, mock pouty. "I like your laugh."

Silver rolled her eyes. "I didn't know you wanted to hear me laugh. Just thought you felt like driving me crazy today."

" 'Course I wanna hear you laugh! Usually it's not as sweet and free as this!"

She had finished taking off Silver's sneakers, and gently started to run her nail up and down the length of her foot.

"Hehehehe! F-fèlin you're s-so gonna regreheheht this!"

"How am I gonna regret this? This is proving to be one of the most useful things I've ever learned." Fèlin began lightly tracing her ankles and the bits of skin around the end of her sock. She slowly pulled it off, ignoring Silver's nervous-and somewhat eager-expression.

She tossed it onto the floor, and ran her finger along the outline of Silver's foot. "Sporty type like you, wouldn't expect you to do your nails." She said, noticing her girlfriend's metallic silver polish.

"Got bored."

"Hmm. I like it."

She smiled at Silver, but in a sweet way. "You scared?" She asked. "No way. I trust you." Fèlin raised an eyebrow. "May wanna rethink that."

She didn't give her much of a reason to trust her.

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A/N: Dunno how well I wrapped this up, but overall I think it was cute and fluffy, which was my goal here.