Hey guys, I know it's been awhile. I've just been too distracted at how GOOD volume 7's been :3

Chapter 38:

Weiss shifted her position on the futon, adjusting her pillow as she rested her head down again. Taking her scroll, she decided to skim through photos she had taken from the dance. Even though it's been a month, it felt like it was just yesterday. She looked at a picture of her and Neptune standing side by side on the ballroom's balcony; the next, of them facing each other, her arms around his neck while his behind her back as they smiled eye to eye. She looked up, the aforementioned having lifted her left foot to softly kiss her toes, his skillful hands continuing to knead her soles all the while. Going back to her photos, she swiped to the next to see the clip she shot of Pyrrha and her roommates dancing together, their synchronization having drawn attention from all the attendees. To this day she wondered how long they practiced that, but then she remembered what happened shortly after, as Neptune's 'attempt' at dancing resulted in spilling punch all over Pyrrha's roommate's dress.

*click*, the door to the flat opened, "WOO! I'M FREE!" it was Yang, who emphatically closed it behind her with her now cast-less hand. "Hey lovebirds, guess who's finally healed up?"

"You?" Weiss answered jokingly.

"Yes ma'am; and with no more walking boot, I got a fresh pedicure and I'm ready to get back to work. Wanna come? My offer's still on the table"

"What offer?"

"Remember? If you want to shoot a special together, you can take half my paycheck~"

"To be tickle tortured? I thought I said no"

"Okay, okay, suit yourself. I'll be back" Yang said as she left.

"…*sigh* I'll never understand her, being tickled is one of the worst feelings in the entire world"

"But the fact that you laugh doesn't convey that. Tickle fetishes are a common derivative of foot fetishes; it's why specials pay so handsomely. That, and when the 'lee' has a cute laugh…" Neptune trailed, lightly tracing his fingers down-

Weiss pulled her foot back, "Do you feel like getting kicked?"

"…Sorry"

She slowly held it up to his face, "Now suck on them" she demanded. A smirk grew on her lips as Neptune grasped her foot, before taking three of her toes into his mouth.

Suddenly, they heard Blake come out of her bedroom. "Yeah, she's here. Hey Weiss? Ilia wants to know if she can talk with us" she said, her scroll held to her ear.

"Sure, what is it?" Weiss asked as she sat up cross-legged, much to Neptune's dismay.

Blake took the spot between them, tapping the screen to open a video chat. "Hey guys. I was wondering if you two would be willing to do a favor for me. I want to prank Yang, and I need your help"

"Prank her? How?" Weiss asked.

Ilia grinned, "By giving her the tickling of her life"

Weiss and Blake looked at each other… …then back at the screen. "What did you have in mind?" Blake asked.

"*huff*…*huff*…Hmmhehehehehehahahahahaaaa! *gasp* Hahahahahahahahaaa!"

"Mmm~ I can't tell you how long I've waited to have my way with these babies~" Ilia teased, her fingers digging into the center of Yang's arches. She was secured on a new table-like device; her torso laid face-down on the upper half with her wrists strapped to a bar across the top, while her ankles were locked into a pair of horizontal stocks, the gap between allowing her legs to hang bent at the knees. Ilia switched it up, focusing on one foot at a time now. With all ten fingers, her sharp nails gently pinched and scratched the ball and heel of Yang's left, drawing more bubbly giggles from the blonde. Moving to her right foot, her laughter spiked in energy level as Ilia attacked her toes and instep, before finally letting up. "Had enough yet?"

"*huff*…Hehe, are you trying to tell me that's all you got~?" Yang asked, turning her head to look back with a cocky smirk.

"Oh trust me, there's plenty more to come. I just want to take time to appreciate these luscious soles of yours" Ilia said. She scooted her chair slightly closer as she cupped her hands around Yang's heels. Leaning down, she buried her face into her soft flesh and took several deep inhales. Coming back up, she rubbed her palms down their length, then proceeded massaging her toes. "I love your pedicure. Did you get it just for me?"

"Perhaps~"

"What made you choose tiger stripes?"

"Nothing really, just felt like-*gasp* ooohh my god~" Yang was interrupted when she felt Ilia drag her tongue up and down her foot, before moving to the other to do the same. "Mmm I love when you do that~" she cooed, resting her head down on its side.

Ilia continued, making sure not a single square inch of her soles was left untouched. Then, she moved down to her toes, giving each one the proper amount of love she felt they deserved. Once done, she stood up to walk to the head of the table, squatting so she was face to face with Yang. "Ready for what's next?"

"You know I'm ready for anything"

"Great" she said as she put a sleeping mask over Yang's eyes.

"Wait, what's this?" she asked.

"Just a little something for added affect" Ilia said as she pulled Yang's ponytail up through the string. "Good, now just stay right there"

"Um, okay" Yang said, not able to see anything at all. She heard the soft padding of Ilia's feet go behind her, but instead of another round of tickling, she heard the door to the room open instead. "Wait, Alexia? Where are you going?" she asked… …but no answer.

Moments later, and it closed, "Sorry, just had to get some tools. Are you excited?"

"Hmhm, yes" Yang answered. At the mention of 'tools', she couldn't help but grin in anticipation. She flinched, feeling a cool liquid being slathered over her feet. It was undoubtedly baby oil, and she also felt a string loop around her big toes, before pulling them down against the stocks, stretching her soles taut. Then, she felt those sharp, manicured nails start to scratch her heels as they slowly worked their way down, "Mm! Hehehahahahahahaa! *gasp* HahAAH! WHAT THE FUHUCK?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" out of nowhere, she felt a second set of fingers join in, making it ten for each foot, as well as another start to squeeze scribble her exposed sides.

"Oh, did I forget to mention? I also invited some friends too"

"Yeah, what better way to celebrate one of our favorite models' return?"

"Blake?! *gasp* NO! NO NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! *gasp* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!" before Yang could even think, one of the new set of fingers moved from her feet to her armpits, her most ticklish place. She desperately tried to pull her arms down, to no avail. Her mind was racing at thousand miles per hour; she had never beem tickled on her armpits, sides, and feet all at once. "HAHAHAHAHAA! *gasp* WAIHAIHAIT! WAIHAIHAIT! PANDA! *gasp* PAHAHAHAHANDAHAHAHAA!"

"Aww~ you want a break Chanel~? But I thought you loved being tickled~"

"Weiss to?!" was all her mind could comprehend before she exploded into more crazed laughter. Ilia had decided to ditch using her fingers, and instead took two hairbrushes and began scrubbing her soles. "AAAAAH! *gasp* OHOHOHO MY GOHOHOHOD! *gasp* PANDA! PANDA! PANDA! PAHAHAHAHANDA *gasp* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAA!"

Why weren't they stopping? She said the safe word didn't she? Sure she enjoyed a good tickling, but even this was proving to be too much for her. With her senses being overwhelmed she started struggling as hard as she could, anything to get out of this fiasco. "Haha, look at her squirm. Seems somebody reached their limit~" Blake teased.

Yang never heard a more accurate statement in her entire life. No matter how she moved her body, their fingers swiftly followed; and thanks to the sleeping mask, her brain registered everything, from every fingernail, to every individual bristle that continuously raked her soles.

"…Aaand we're good" Sun said.

It all came to a sudden stop, giving her much needed relief. "*gaaasp* *huff*…*huff*…*huff*…*huff*… …Holy shit"

"You okay?" Blake asked as she removed the sleeping mask.

"*Huff*…Hehe, that was fucking crazy"

"Don't tell me you still found enjoyment out of that" Weiss said as she unstrapped her wrists

"It was certainly an experience; I'll tell you that. That was a whole different level of tickling" Yang said. Once Ilia dried her feet off, she released them from the stocks, allowing her to stand. "Ugh, I can still feel you fingers all over me" she said with a shiver.

"Do you guys want to shoot anything else?" Sun asked.

"Hmm, how about a worship clip? The three of us with you Ilia?" Blake offered.

"*Pfft* I'm done for the day; I'll see you guys back at Beacon" Yang said. She went over to Ilia to give her a peck on the lips, "And I'll talk to you later~"

"Bet on it" Ilia said.

Once Yang left, Sun pushed the table to the wall and readjusted the film lights. "Oookay, you guys ready?"

Weiss and Blake went to sit on the bed, moving back until only their feet hung off the edge. As Ilia sat in the chair before them, they reached over to take off their socks. "Ready"

"Alright, filming in three…two…one…"

To Be Continued…