Aang decided to tickle him first. That six-pack was definitely calling to him, it seemed. He reached over with a hand and wiggled all five fingers over Zuko’s abs, who giggled in response. “Nohohohoho! Aahahahahahahahahahang! Stahahap!” Aang, however, was thinking of doing nothing of the sort. He had always kind of admired Zuko and thought of him as fairly attractive. Now, as some certain fantasies were coming true, he felt a bulge in his underwear already beginning to enlarge.
He noticed Zuko wasn’t laughing hard enough to satisfy him, so the Avatar stopped and began jolt squeezing the ab-hardened stomach with both hands quickly and efficiently, earning the ticklish fire-prince the sensations. “NAhahAHahaHA!” he screamed in ticklish laughter, yet felt tormented at the same time. Aang felt that this must be the best feeling in the entire world; to tickle someone relentlessly, but they couldn’t do a thing about it. It gave him the feeling of pure giddiness and joy!
Suddenly, Aang decided he didn’t want to play around anymore. He was now “out for blood”, metaphorically speaking, and ripped off Zuko’s pants, leaving him naked. Zuko once again blushed insanely for his indecency. Aang just stared at what lay there, and then finally blinked and remembered what he was doing: tickling this Fire Nation hottie. Aang maneuvered himself into a position so that Zuko’s package was sitting straight up on Aang’s clothed one, the top of it at his belly button. Then he began viciously tickling Zuko’s underarms, causing Zuko to loudly erupt with laughter. “BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MAHAHAHAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPP!” Zuko was in tickle agony! Even he was surprised by the fact that he was still conscious, but silently thanked goodness for it so that he could keep fighting to escape, no matter how futile it was.
After a consistent ten minutes of pure underarm tickle torture, Aang considered new places of interest. Thighs, neck, feet… the thought of Zuko’s feet in Aang’s mouth excited Aang extravagantly, and he felt his bulge jump, now double-strength, but he didn’t want quite want to be done with the rest of Zuko’s sexy, toned body just yet. As the young Avatar looked for his victim’s next spot of tickling, Zuko, between panting from the super sensitive workout he’d just been through, said, “Aang…please let…me go…now…”
Aang ignored him and started digging his fingers into Zuko’s ribs, exploring each individual gap thoroughly, and Zuko once again become a thrashing, ticklish mess. “PHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAHAHAHAHAHANG! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP PLEASE!” Aang kept up the rib tickling for a good half hour and then decided to stop. As much as he wanted to continue tickling Zuko’s abs, pits, and ribs, his uber-sensitive feet and very ticklish thighs seemed to scream out, “Tickle us please!” And Aang still had the rest of the boyishly handsome fire-prince to do play with, which caused the 13-year old to salivate. Where he could go and what he could do…
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