f-f tickling: all tangled up

“Ooof! Ugh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”

Natasha turned around and laughed at the sight before her of Lilie tangled up in a mess of vines. The one thing she could say about adventuring with Lilie was that it never got old - Lilie was too accident-prone for that. Whether she was falling down wells, stumbling into quicksand, or getting captured by natives, Lilie’s clumsiness always kept their adventures interesting.

Of course, despite her penchant for trouble Lilie was also an excellent treasure-hunter. They were an unlikely pair, Lilie a short, pale, freckled, redhead and Natasha a tall, curvy, dark-skinned woman, and their relationship consisted greatly of playful bickering and competition. But the two of them together made a great team, and Natasha had no doubt that they would eventually succeed in locating their current objective, the long-lost treasure of the ancient King Khartoun, rumored to be hidden in a temple in the jungles of Brazil.

Sheathing the machete she’d been using to hack through the jungle, she sauntered back to where Lilie was scowling and caught up in a tangle of vines.

“You know, if you keep stumbling into trouble we’re never going to find Khartoun’s gold,” Natasha teased, waving their map in front of Lilie’s face.

Lilie’s scowl deepened. “Are you gonna help me out of here or not?” she demanded. She had managed to get tied up well and good - there were vines tangled around both of her arms and underneath her breasts, pulling her up to hang a couple inches off of the forest floor.

“I don’t know - maybe this will teach you to be more observant,” Natasha replied. She had no doubt that Lilie had gotten into her current mess due to a lack of caution and not paying attention.

“What!?” Lilie squawked. She struggled harder, only succeeding in getting another vine tangled around her ankles, binding her feet together. Natasha bit her lip and tried not to laugh. “Nat, don’t be like that. We need to keep moving!”

“Oh, I don’t think we’re in any rush,” Natasha said in amusement. “Besides, I’d like to see you get out of this one yourself.” She was sure that she’d be letting Lilie down eventually, but in the meantime it could be fun to tease her a bit. In a way, she deserved it for locking Natasha in a closet for four hours during a treasure hunt they’d gone on last month.

“You’re the worst,” Lilie muttered. She squirmed and tugged at the vines wrapped around her, to no avail. Finally, exasperated and with her hair falling out of her ponytail, she looked back at Natsaha. “Please?”

“You’re hopeless,” Natasha laughed, moving forward to help untangle her friend. Then she paused, an idea crossing her mind. They truly weren’t in any hurry, and it would be ridiculous to pass up an opportunity to tease Lilie a bit more. Wasn’t that what friends did, after all?

Something that annoyed Lilie to no end was the fact that while she was incredibly ticklish, Natasha didn’t have a ticklish bone in her body. It gave Natasha great joy to tickle Lilie and take advantage of her susceptibility to tickling, and now would be the perfect opportunity to do exactly that.

“What are you planning?” Lilie asked suspiciously. “Let me down, Nat.”

“You know, I don’t think I will just yet,” Natasha said thoughtfully, a smirk spreading across her face. The vines wrapped around Lilie’s waist had pulled up her top to reveal her soft, slightly pudgy belly, and Natasha gave it a poke. “I do have something else in mind though, while you’re all tangled up.”

“No! Oh no, don’t you dahahahahare!” Lilie exclaimed, bursting into giggles as Natasha assaulted her bare stomach with a series of pokes. “Hehehehe, you stohohop it- hehehehehe- right nohohohohohow!”

“Why should I?” Natasha asked as she spidered her fingers across Lilie’s sensitive tummy. “I’m having fun doing this, and I think you are too. You’re laughing, aren’t you? Doesn’t that mean you’re having fun?”

“Hahahaha, nohohohohoho!” Lilie cried, squirming frantically in an attempt to get away from Natasha’s tickling. “I’m nohohohot laughing! Hahahahaha, I’m- hahahahaha- I’m nohohohot having fun!”

“You must be confused,” Natasha teased. “You’re definitely laughing, and I’m quite certain you are having fun. Maybe you just need some help admitting it?”

“Hahahahaha, nohohohoho!” Lilie laughed. “I’m nohohot, hehehehehe! You stohohohop it right nohohoHOW, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Lilie shrieked with laughter as Natasha dug a finger into her innie belly button and swirled it around mercilessly. With her other hand she tickled all over Lilie’s soft lower belly before moving her fingers up to wiggle over Lilie’s ribs.

“Tickle tickle tickle,” Natasha said with a grin, wriggling her fingers even faster. “I forgot just how sensitive your poor tummy is. I bet I could tickle you allll day and you’d be a mess.” Lilie was actually a mess already; her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth with open wide as loud, helpless laughter poured from her lips. “But I’ll make you a deal. If you admit how much you enjoy being tickled, I’ll let you go.”

“HAHAHAHAHA, AAAHAHAHAHAHA, OKAY! PLEHEHEHEHEHEEASE, I’M HAHAHAHAHAVING FUN! HAHAHAHAHAHA, I LOVE BEHEHEHEHE, BEING TICKLED! AHAHAHAHAHA, PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Laughing herself, Natasha finally had mercy on Lilie and let her friend catch her breath while she tried to cut the girl free from the tangle of vines. After Natasha sliced through the last vine holding Lilie up in the air, Lilie slid gracelessly to the ground, clutching her stomach.

“You’re- the worst-” she gasped, glaring halfheartedly at Natasha. “I’ll- get you back- for that.”

“Oh really?” Natasha asked, raising her eyebrows. “Are you sure you want to do that? I do know your weakness, after all.”

Lilie paled and held her stomach tighter, crying “Back off, Nat!” and Natasha laughed.