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Well here it is. Something I did based off of one of my characters and his wife. This is infact, the first tickle story, I've ever actually tried and committed too and since all three of my proofreaders liked it I'm posting it here. Hope ya'll enjoy it.
Another night had fallen upon the fallen angel kingdom of Ravensent. The moon light shined down on the floating castle, way above where the wingless stayed. What could be called a combination of the moonlight shining through the window and the overall stress of being Ravensent's king, Val awoke. Blinking some he sat up, looking around with eyes that carried the signs of insomnia with them. Bringing a hand up to his head, his fingers scratched the tangled red hair upon his head. With a yawn he moved the covers off of him and was careful not to awaken the black haired beauty, Rowta, who he was lucky enough to call his wife. For the last nine months she had gone through hell and back with Orion as she had done two times before for their children Narie and Hailie. Sure the time was the same but pregnancy was much different for a Ravensentian fallen angel compared to a human. After all Ravensentian babies were notorious in their desire for the innate magic running through their mother's being. Every Ravensentian fallen angel naturally had magic running through their veins and from their mother is who they acquired most of it from.
Standing at the window, the king looked outside over the large town that the castle was centered in and the land past it. Lights were off, people asleep, and the only noises coming from the pacing of the guards and the noises from the ravens that were the second largest populace in Ravensent. Not many could understand why ravens were so important in this kingdom. Every royal family member in Ravensent was given one at birth, a bond growing quickly. The royal ravens as they were called were much smarter then a regular raven, a real intelligence in them. Mentally they could speak to their bond member and guide them along in times of stress. And due to the importance of a royal raven to it's fallen angel counterpart, killing one was titled treason and the offender would be executed publicy infront of all in the kingdom. The bond was that important.
Two pairs of wings could be heard flapping as two royal ravens landed on the window edge, the window open to let the cool air in as always. It was Ravik, Val's raven, and Guidance, Rowta's raven. Val smirked some as he saw the two, picking them up easily each with a finger, Ravik scratching his wings with his beak. "Hey you two. Enjoying your energy while me and Rowta are tired and almost falling asleep every few hours or so?" Val asked the two with the smirk still on his face. He walked over to the wooden perches that the two had in the bedroom, setting them on it. "I wish I had you two's energy right now. It's been a while since I've taken a long flight after all." Walking away from them he snapped his fingers, his wings appearing and flapping to get the old feathers out. The dark feathers fell to the floor, blending in with Val's outfit as they did so. Val was known to dress more casually then royally often, his night outfit only a dark shirt and pants combo. Looking down to the feathers on the floor, a thought was formed in his mind. And from that thought came an evil smirk. Val leaned over, checking Rowta's face. She was out of it. Val smirked more for he knew this would be too easy since she was fast asleep. With a calm walk he walked over to their closet, looking through it. After a minute or two he found what he was looking for: a few coils of rope.
Walking over to his sleeping Queen he kissed her cheek softly before he carefully rolled her onto her back and stretched her out so it would be easier to tie her up. She always slept curled up next to him in fear she would lose him again. It was only a few months ago Val died fighting his evil counterpart Valgarv in a battle that ironically claimed Valgarv's life as well from one of his own moves gone wrong from interference caused by Val. However neither stayed dead. Valgarv was revived by his neko lover Kenzie and Val revived after dealing with the Reaper in the Abyss, the place where Ravensent souls go after death of their body. Rowta went down their to try and save Val but she was killed. Yet luckily that sparked a rage in Val who had the spirit of Orgun, the first king of Ravensent, awaken within him and in a burst of rage he beat the monster into a pulp. After victory the monster had no choice but to grant him and Rowta life again. For ironically, the monster was sealed into the abyss long ago by Orgun himself and held to one simple rule. "If someone who died before their time beats you, you must grant them life again or I will have my descendants imprison you into a far worse place." Those were the words Orgun himself spoke to the Abyss Reaper.
Val carefully moved Rowta's arms as he tied her wrists to the headboard of the bed's edges. Removing the rest of the covers from Rowta, he smirked some as the beauty shivered some as the sudden cold gust of air on her frame. She only had on a silk robe which wasn't tied and exposed the boxers she wore in nighttime, so she could be more comfortable, and a tank top. Moving down to her feet, Val carefully put her legs together and tied her ankles down. After all this Rowta was in a Y-Shaped position on the bed. Still by her feet Val took the time to begin softly massaging Rowta's soft soles. Rowta's feet were one of the best parts Val liked about her. Her feet were size 6 and a half, a perfect shape to them that made it so pleasant to look at how her feet could perfectly fit into a shoe. Each toe was in perfect harmony with the rest, not one being longer then any of the others. When they all spread they did so with an equal length in between each one, and when she wiggled them infront of a foot fetishist it could be called hypnotism for they so inviting. Her heel was round, pink due to the warmth that came from her feet, and smooth despite even when she walked barefoot a lot. Her arches were uniquely curved, one of the most defining features on her feet. They weren't too high yet they weren't low. Rowta's feet, not matter how long she walked or run, would never gain a stench that a mortal foot would. They always had a pleasant smell. And Rowta never needed to use polish for the simple fact of how naturally beautiful her feet were but she did so anyway, especially after falling for her foot fetishist King. Her toe nails had a dark red on them right now, a nice shade that Val loved on Rowta. After rubbing her feet long enough, enjoying the happy sighs that came from her sleeping form as he did, he moved up to her upperbody now, moving her tank top just enough to expose her stomach completely. Despite how soft Rowta's feet were, her stomach was more ticklish then them, yet her feet would cause heavy laughter to come from her lips if tickled in just the right way. However there was only one man she wanted tickling her and that was Val. His touch was the only one she craved.
As her sleeping form began to feel fingers stroking along her stomach the dark haired Queen of Ravensent began to giggle softly, wiggling about. "Ooooh. Hun please stop....That tickles..," spoke the sleeping woman, a light blush appearing on her white cheeks. As they continued she eventually woke up, almost freaking out as she saw she was tied down. Her brown eyes, spotted Val above her, right over her exposed, ticklish, stomach. "Umm hun...Why am I tied up?", Rowta asked innocently to the mischieviously smiling Val. "Why because it's time for some fun. You have been pregnant for the last nine months so I haven't tickled you like this in fear you might pull something you weren't supposed to when you would thrash about. Call me paranoid," he said with a laugh, looking to her. Rowta sighed an "oh great" sigh, but she couldn't help smiling back to Val. "Well then my King....Get to it," she said with a smirk. Val simply smirked back to her, always enjoying how she reacted when she knew he was about to tickle her into hysterics. "All right my dear, lovely Queen. Since you say so I shall...," Val spoke, moving his hands and attacking Rowta's exposed underarms. Biting down on her bottom lip while closing her eyes, Rowta tensed up trying not to chuckle. Her underarms weren't as ticklish as her stomach or feet were but they were ticklish enough to make her lightly laugh. With persistent fingers attacking the sensitive hollows of her underarms, Rowta began lightly laughing and wiggling but as soon as she did Val stopped, moving his hands to her stomach.
"And now with your defense already broken your laughter will be non-resisted." And with that Val attacked Rowta's stomach with his fingers now in a spidering fashion, causing her to begin laughing while trying to suck in her stomach. However it was futile for Val's fingers simply followed her stomach, continuing to tickle it as it tried to get away. Rowta almost screamed with laughter, her stomach overly sensitive from the last few months. Val simply smirked as he continued to trail his fingers along Rowta's stomach, enjoying the laughter that flowed, unresisted, from Rowta's lips. Val changed his tactics now, wiggling one finger in Rowta's belly button. The reaction was unforeseen. The Queen 's laughter reached a louder pitch and began to echo throughout the hallways. Her hair covered her face as her head shook wildly from side to side as if it would stop the tickling. Val smirked as he winced some, the initial pitch taking his ears off guard. "Hmm that from just a finger. Let's try one of my feathers shall we?" And with that Val plucked a feather from his wings, withdrawing his finger. Rowta panted as she saw Val bring the feather closer to her belly button, her eyes filled with fear. "Oh come on! Please I need a break!" She almost screamed before her fingers and toes curled at the feeling of the feather flicking in the small area of her bellybutton. Rowta had been reduced to incoherent babbling easily in a matter of a few minutes. Val continued to let the feather attack Rowta's belly button, her stomach desperately trying to suck itself in but failing to escape the torture being inflicted upon it. As the feather's sensation began to overcome her, Rowta's eyes had a few clear tears roll down her cheeks.
After another minute of torturing Rowta's belly button, Val withdrew the feather and gave her stomach a playful raspberry, the once hysterical laughter easing up to a stream of giggles. Kissing her stomach afterwards, Val wiped Rowta's eyes from their tears, smiling to his exhausted wife. "Tired out already my dear?" Val asked, a grin appearing on Rowta's blushing face. "Not enough to at least take a few minutes of foot tickling. After all I know you're gonna do it whether I am or am not tired out. You evil man...." Val laughed to Rowta's comment, kissing her softly for now, whispering into her ear, "Ah but you love that about me." Rowta smiled as Val withdrew and moved so he was sitting infront of her helpless soles. "That and many other things my King," Rowta chirped in to Val who layed the feather aside for now. "Have enough of a break?" Val asked, Rowta nodding in response. "All right then.", and with that Val's fingers attacked Rowta's soft soles. Blushing still at the feeling of her soles being teased by Val's fingers, Rowta began to laugh, her toes curling as her feet tried to pull away. Yet the ropes held them still and Val began to hold her toes back, now scratching her arches with his short fingernails. With her soles taunt, Rowta began to thrash her feet as much as the ropes would allow, her laughter increasing as Val's fingers continued to get more vicious in their tickle attack.
As one hand attacked her curved arches, the other sawed the feather between the sensitive spaces between each tender toe and it's neighbor, the combination of the tickle sensations reducing Rowta once again into hysterics. Her laughter began to echo throughout the uncrowded hallways of the castle, many people asleep right now so the sounds traveled far. The guards simply kept to their posts though, having become used to hearing their Queen's laughter in the hallways. Rowta tried her best to get free from her bonds but they kept her still, Val using the feather to trace the lines along Rowta's sensitive soles as his fingers attacked her toes now. Rowta fell into heavy laughter, giving up her struggle to get away from the tickles. Tears flowed along her cheeks again as she let Val continued to get his pleasure from tickling her for she would get hers afterwards. After a few more minutes of wild laughter Rowta quieted down as Val stopped tickling her feet and began to rub the last sensations out, removing the ropes around her ankles soon after. As he moved to her upperbody and removed the ropes around her wrists, Rowta grabbed his arm, looking up to him as she wiped her eyes and cheeks with her free hand. "You had your pleasure. Now give me mine. Kiss me my king." Val simply smiled, leaning down to Rowta's face. "You ask and so shall you receive my Queen." And with that Val kissed Rowta deeply and passionately, laying back down on the bed with her.
Outside in the hallways of the castle, one guard who's patrol kept him near the royal bedrooms and near the source of the loud laughter, sighed as silence began to fill the hall again. With a smirk he shrugged, speaking to himself, "Ah, the nighttime fun of Ravensentian royalty."
Another night had fallen upon the fallen angel kingdom of Ravensent. The moon light shined down on the floating castle, way above where the wingless stayed. What could be called a combination of the moonlight shining through the window and the overall stress of being Ravensent's king, Val awoke. Blinking some he sat up, looking around with eyes that carried the signs of insomnia with them. Bringing a hand up to his head, his fingers scratched the tangled red hair upon his head. With a yawn he moved the covers off of him and was careful not to awaken the black haired beauty, Rowta, who he was lucky enough to call his wife. For the last nine months she had gone through hell and back with Orion as she had done two times before for their children Narie and Hailie. Sure the time was the same but pregnancy was much different for a Ravensentian fallen angel compared to a human. After all Ravensentian babies were notorious in their desire for the innate magic running through their mother's being. Every Ravensentian fallen angel naturally had magic running through their veins and from their mother is who they acquired most of it from.
Standing at the window, the king looked outside over the large town that the castle was centered in and the land past it. Lights were off, people asleep, and the only noises coming from the pacing of the guards and the noises from the ravens that were the second largest populace in Ravensent. Not many could understand why ravens were so important in this kingdom. Every royal family member in Ravensent was given one at birth, a bond growing quickly. The royal ravens as they were called were much smarter then a regular raven, a real intelligence in them. Mentally they could speak to their bond member and guide them along in times of stress. And due to the importance of a royal raven to it's fallen angel counterpart, killing one was titled treason and the offender would be executed publicy infront of all in the kingdom. The bond was that important.
Two pairs of wings could be heard flapping as two royal ravens landed on the window edge, the window open to let the cool air in as always. It was Ravik, Val's raven, and Guidance, Rowta's raven. Val smirked some as he saw the two, picking them up easily each with a finger, Ravik scratching his wings with his beak. "Hey you two. Enjoying your energy while me and Rowta are tired and almost falling asleep every few hours or so?" Val asked the two with the smirk still on his face. He walked over to the wooden perches that the two had in the bedroom, setting them on it. "I wish I had you two's energy right now. It's been a while since I've taken a long flight after all." Walking away from them he snapped his fingers, his wings appearing and flapping to get the old feathers out. The dark feathers fell to the floor, blending in with Val's outfit as they did so. Val was known to dress more casually then royally often, his night outfit only a dark shirt and pants combo. Looking down to the feathers on the floor, a thought was formed in his mind. And from that thought came an evil smirk. Val leaned over, checking Rowta's face. She was out of it. Val smirked more for he knew this would be too easy since she was fast asleep. With a calm walk he walked over to their closet, looking through it. After a minute or two he found what he was looking for: a few coils of rope.
Walking over to his sleeping Queen he kissed her cheek softly before he carefully rolled her onto her back and stretched her out so it would be easier to tie her up. She always slept curled up next to him in fear she would lose him again. It was only a few months ago Val died fighting his evil counterpart Valgarv in a battle that ironically claimed Valgarv's life as well from one of his own moves gone wrong from interference caused by Val. However neither stayed dead. Valgarv was revived by his neko lover Kenzie and Val revived after dealing with the Reaper in the Abyss, the place where Ravensent souls go after death of their body. Rowta went down their to try and save Val but she was killed. Yet luckily that sparked a rage in Val who had the spirit of Orgun, the first king of Ravensent, awaken within him and in a burst of rage he beat the monster into a pulp. After victory the monster had no choice but to grant him and Rowta life again. For ironically, the monster was sealed into the abyss long ago by Orgun himself and held to one simple rule. "If someone who died before their time beats you, you must grant them life again or I will have my descendants imprison you into a far worse place." Those were the words Orgun himself spoke to the Abyss Reaper.
Val carefully moved Rowta's arms as he tied her wrists to the headboard of the bed's edges. Removing the rest of the covers from Rowta, he smirked some as the beauty shivered some as the sudden cold gust of air on her frame. She only had on a silk robe which wasn't tied and exposed the boxers she wore in nighttime, so she could be more comfortable, and a tank top. Moving down to her feet, Val carefully put her legs together and tied her ankles down. After all this Rowta was in a Y-Shaped position on the bed. Still by her feet Val took the time to begin softly massaging Rowta's soft soles. Rowta's feet were one of the best parts Val liked about her. Her feet were size 6 and a half, a perfect shape to them that made it so pleasant to look at how her feet could perfectly fit into a shoe. Each toe was in perfect harmony with the rest, not one being longer then any of the others. When they all spread they did so with an equal length in between each one, and when she wiggled them infront of a foot fetishist it could be called hypnotism for they so inviting. Her heel was round, pink due to the warmth that came from her feet, and smooth despite even when she walked barefoot a lot. Her arches were uniquely curved, one of the most defining features on her feet. They weren't too high yet they weren't low. Rowta's feet, not matter how long she walked or run, would never gain a stench that a mortal foot would. They always had a pleasant smell. And Rowta never needed to use polish for the simple fact of how naturally beautiful her feet were but she did so anyway, especially after falling for her foot fetishist King. Her toe nails had a dark red on them right now, a nice shade that Val loved on Rowta. After rubbing her feet long enough, enjoying the happy sighs that came from her sleeping form as he did, he moved up to her upperbody now, moving her tank top just enough to expose her stomach completely. Despite how soft Rowta's feet were, her stomach was more ticklish then them, yet her feet would cause heavy laughter to come from her lips if tickled in just the right way. However there was only one man she wanted tickling her and that was Val. His touch was the only one she craved.
As her sleeping form began to feel fingers stroking along her stomach the dark haired Queen of Ravensent began to giggle softly, wiggling about. "Ooooh. Hun please stop....That tickles..," spoke the sleeping woman, a light blush appearing on her white cheeks. As they continued she eventually woke up, almost freaking out as she saw she was tied down. Her brown eyes, spotted Val above her, right over her exposed, ticklish, stomach. "Umm hun...Why am I tied up?", Rowta asked innocently to the mischieviously smiling Val. "Why because it's time for some fun. You have been pregnant for the last nine months so I haven't tickled you like this in fear you might pull something you weren't supposed to when you would thrash about. Call me paranoid," he said with a laugh, looking to her. Rowta sighed an "oh great" sigh, but she couldn't help smiling back to Val. "Well then my King....Get to it," she said with a smirk. Val simply smirked back to her, always enjoying how she reacted when she knew he was about to tickle her into hysterics. "All right my dear, lovely Queen. Since you say so I shall...," Val spoke, moving his hands and attacking Rowta's exposed underarms. Biting down on her bottom lip while closing her eyes, Rowta tensed up trying not to chuckle. Her underarms weren't as ticklish as her stomach or feet were but they were ticklish enough to make her lightly laugh. With persistent fingers attacking the sensitive hollows of her underarms, Rowta began lightly laughing and wiggling but as soon as she did Val stopped, moving his hands to her stomach.
"And now with your defense already broken your laughter will be non-resisted." And with that Val attacked Rowta's stomach with his fingers now in a spidering fashion, causing her to begin laughing while trying to suck in her stomach. However it was futile for Val's fingers simply followed her stomach, continuing to tickle it as it tried to get away. Rowta almost screamed with laughter, her stomach overly sensitive from the last few months. Val simply smirked as he continued to trail his fingers along Rowta's stomach, enjoying the laughter that flowed, unresisted, from Rowta's lips. Val changed his tactics now, wiggling one finger in Rowta's belly button. The reaction was unforeseen. The Queen 's laughter reached a louder pitch and began to echo throughout the hallways. Her hair covered her face as her head shook wildly from side to side as if it would stop the tickling. Val smirked as he winced some, the initial pitch taking his ears off guard. "Hmm that from just a finger. Let's try one of my feathers shall we?" And with that Val plucked a feather from his wings, withdrawing his finger. Rowta panted as she saw Val bring the feather closer to her belly button, her eyes filled with fear. "Oh come on! Please I need a break!" She almost screamed before her fingers and toes curled at the feeling of the feather flicking in the small area of her bellybutton. Rowta had been reduced to incoherent babbling easily in a matter of a few minutes. Val continued to let the feather attack Rowta's belly button, her stomach desperately trying to suck itself in but failing to escape the torture being inflicted upon it. As the feather's sensation began to overcome her, Rowta's eyes had a few clear tears roll down her cheeks.
After another minute of torturing Rowta's belly button, Val withdrew the feather and gave her stomach a playful raspberry, the once hysterical laughter easing up to a stream of giggles. Kissing her stomach afterwards, Val wiped Rowta's eyes from their tears, smiling to his exhausted wife. "Tired out already my dear?" Val asked, a grin appearing on Rowta's blushing face. "Not enough to at least take a few minutes of foot tickling. After all I know you're gonna do it whether I am or am not tired out. You evil man...." Val laughed to Rowta's comment, kissing her softly for now, whispering into her ear, "Ah but you love that about me." Rowta smiled as Val withdrew and moved so he was sitting infront of her helpless soles. "That and many other things my King," Rowta chirped in to Val who layed the feather aside for now. "Have enough of a break?" Val asked, Rowta nodding in response. "All right then.", and with that Val's fingers attacked Rowta's soft soles. Blushing still at the feeling of her soles being teased by Val's fingers, Rowta began to laugh, her toes curling as her feet tried to pull away. Yet the ropes held them still and Val began to hold her toes back, now scratching her arches with his short fingernails. With her soles taunt, Rowta began to thrash her feet as much as the ropes would allow, her laughter increasing as Val's fingers continued to get more vicious in their tickle attack.
As one hand attacked her curved arches, the other sawed the feather between the sensitive spaces between each tender toe and it's neighbor, the combination of the tickle sensations reducing Rowta once again into hysterics. Her laughter began to echo throughout the uncrowded hallways of the castle, many people asleep right now so the sounds traveled far. The guards simply kept to their posts though, having become used to hearing their Queen's laughter in the hallways. Rowta tried her best to get free from her bonds but they kept her still, Val using the feather to trace the lines along Rowta's sensitive soles as his fingers attacked her toes now. Rowta fell into heavy laughter, giving up her struggle to get away from the tickles. Tears flowed along her cheeks again as she let Val continued to get his pleasure from tickling her for she would get hers afterwards. After a few more minutes of wild laughter Rowta quieted down as Val stopped tickling her feet and began to rub the last sensations out, removing the ropes around her ankles soon after. As he moved to her upperbody and removed the ropes around her wrists, Rowta grabbed his arm, looking up to him as she wiped her eyes and cheeks with her free hand. "You had your pleasure. Now give me mine. Kiss me my king." Val simply smiled, leaning down to Rowta's face. "You ask and so shall you receive my Queen." And with that Val kissed Rowta deeply and passionately, laying back down on the bed with her.
Outside in the hallways of the castle, one guard who's patrol kept him near the royal bedrooms and near the source of the loud laughter, sighed as silence began to fill the hall again. With a smirk he shrugged, speaking to himself, "Ah, the nighttime fun of Ravensentian royalty."
