The Three Cubs - Part II
The second part of the story is here. If you've read the first part, this tells what happened after the movie ended. If you haven't read the first part you probably.. well.. should! As of before, if you like stories about cubs, paws and tickling, this is probably going to keep you entertained for a while.
CHAPTER 2 - Let the Credits Roll
- Now I see why you like this movie so much - Willian remarked as the credits started rolling up the screen.
Sean didn't really pay much attention to the movie. He tried, but whenever the coyote would dangle his footpaws beside his head, or even twitch or move them a little, his attention shifted once again. He noticed his friend wasn't doing that on purpose, but the fact he was leaving them right there, closer than he thought he would, after having had a chance to play with the panther's own footpaws, aroused suspicion. Maybe he was really teasing him, maybe he wanted to have his turn. But for some reason Sean was still too shy to do something about it, even though he was beggining to feel tortured.
He wasn't really obsessed by that, but feeling very curious and playful. Whenever he felt like that it was quite painful not to follow his gut. He was a very active cub when he felt like it, and he had just proved that an hour ago. And also, to think that one hour had passed and he hadn't made a move, it was quite surprising. Now the movie had just ended, and for some reason Willian didn't even seem to consider moving while the credits were already rolling on the screen. Still, he was afraid he'd soon get up, and that great chance would be lost forever.
But, once again, the coyote took the first step. Which wasn't really a step. He merely moved back an inch and started using the panther's shoulders to rest his paws on. Sean was surprised just as he felt the coyote's socked paws pressure his shoulder lightly.
- You know, you make a nice paw rest. - Commented the coyote as he let himself get even more comfortable on the sofa.
Sean didn't really notice any masked intention in the coyote's voice, but he knew Willian would never go that far without expecting something back. Not after having tortured him for almost half an hour.
I'm glad to be of help. - He wittingly replied as the coyote went even further.
Good boy, good boy. - He mocked, using his right footpaw and giving him a couple of pats on the shoulder.
He just let Willian do that, thinking of how soft his touch felt like, and how much softer his footpaws would feel without those socks. The socks themselves were soft too. Cotton, pure white, slightly thick. Above his ankle they seemed tight, preventing the sock from sliding off, and it had almost unnoticeable vertical creases, from top to bottom.
'I'll just take the chance' thought the little panther as he cleared his throat lowly, and decided to make his move:
- This is cotton, right ? Looks so comfy... - He shily pet the coyote's left footpaw, feeling the cotton with the tip of his fingers and anxiously waiting for Willian's reaction.
The cub just sat there still, smiling to see his plan had worked and excited with antecipation to see how far the panther would go with that. After a couple of seconds Sean stroke the socked paw once again, and the coyote slid forward a bit, now pretty much lying on the sofa, his ankles resting on the cub's shoulders making his footpaws more acessible to the panther's surprise and delight.
- They're pretty comfortable. I love these socks
At that moment, he wasn't the only one. The panther had all his attention on those socks. Not because of them per se, but for what they hid underneath. He now stroke the footpaw in a more comfortable way, letting his entire paw slide over it, then switching to his left paw, rubbing it in a different way, his fingers going over the top and rubbing Willian's paw's inner side.
'So that's how he must have felt...' thought the relaxed coyote, as he let Sean go on and on. The cub had never had a massage, but he thought that's how one would feel like. That soft paw on his sock, going around, even if applying almost no pressure at all, made him feel calm. That caressing touch the panther had was better than any massage he'd ever get, and somehow he knew it.
The panther was enjoying that antecipation just as Willian was enjoying his 'massage'. After a while he decided to move on, and started to use his fingers on the sock. While sliding his paw over the coyote's once again, his fingertips reached the cub's arch. He managed to supress a twitch and remain perfectly still, until Sean ran his paw down his sole, which then made the coyote twitch his paw a little. Noticing the panther stopping and looking up at him, he just appologized, a little embarassed. Sean smiled and once again turned his gaze to the 'gift' that had been offered him.
He then rest his left paw on the coyote's footpaw, and, using his right paw, spread and flexed his fingers, running them slowly down the cub's sole, which caused him to stiffen up a little. Doing it again, and once again, he wanted to watch that footpaw twitch one more time, but he did not get any reaction after the first one. He then proceeded to hold the footpaw, his left paw over it and his right paw under it. Willian looked at him slightly puzzled, paying attention to the panther's long tail dance, not even noticing his own tail wagging around slowly. They were both quiet, focusing on enjoying the situation, each from their own point of view.
Sean slid his left paw upwards a little, to the point where the sock ended, and pinching it from behind, started to pull it down slightly. He pulled it down a little, and tried to get a grip on the other end with his right paw, suceeding after a couple of times, and tickling Willian's toes lightly, making them wiggle once. The coyote only observed, with an involuntary smile on his face, as the antecipation grew even more, specially with those accidental tickles.
The panther repeated the process until one end of the sock passed by the ankle, as he took a couple of seconds to run one of his fingers around it, which the coyote thought was rather silly, and made the turn on his heel, barely revealing the beggining of the pup's lighter-coloured sole. The other end was already dangling from his toes, and could now easily be pulled out.
In one last attempt to measure his steps, Sean looked up at Willian, who smiled back, letting him know it was alright to go on. He didn't understand why Sean was being so silly. After all he had done to him without thinking twice, there he was, filling himself with doubts while facing the perfect chance for revenge.
Smiling back at his friend, Sean decided that was it. Using the left paw to lift Willian's ankle a bit, he moved the right one, pretending to be trying to remove the sock from the heel end, and softly ran the tip of his fingers on the little share of heel that was exposed, causing the coyote to close his eyes, preparing himself for the moment he had awaited for during the last hour. Slowly pushing the sock forward and revealing more and more of the cub's heel, the panther made sure to scratch it with his fingers, up to a point where he scratched a bit harder, enough to make Willian giggle twice, while smiling, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back on a comfy pillow.
Sean moved his paw towards the dangling end of the sock, and grabbed it, pulling it back really slow, gently sliding the sock off. Slowly, real slowly the sock slid off, revealing more and more of the coyote's footpaw. Sean stared at it, the more he pulled the sock back, enjoying every little detail. The cub's brown paw seemed really soft, and had a lighter-brown sole that seemed even softer. He couldn't help but noticing and thinking how cute that little coyote's footpaw was. It wasn't as big as his own, but it had nice curves, and what was better, it looked extremely ticklish. He had to keep his cool, and hold back, otherwise he'd had just started tickling it at that moment. He still couldn't believe his luck. In fact, neither of them could. But the panther was the one more excited this time.
Still pulling the sock off and enjoying every second of it, Sean was still filled with antecipation. He could now see the coyote's arch, and could barely wait to give it a try and find out how ticklish Willian was. He moved on and on, until the sock was barely dangling from his toes. That footpaw was perfect, in his opinion, so far. He decided to leave the sock dangling from the toes, and save them for later. What he already had was more than enough to have fun with.
Willian just kept lying there with his eyes closed, his head resting on a cushion, and his tail wagging even more. Sean didn't even notice that. Now all his attention was focused on the target ahead of him. He decided to go light at first, just like the cub had done with him. He, for sure, knew that had a great effect.
Holding Willian's ankle down without too much pressure, he used one of his fingers and softly ran it on the coyote's sole. The footpaw wiggled a bit, so the panther repeated the process with two fingers, and the paw wiggled a little again as the little coyote already opened up a big smile.
Now the panther decided to use one finger only, again, and run it up and down the arch, around the ball and the heel of Willian's footpaw. The wiggling was now more present, and he could feel the cub was about to let out his first giggles. He couldn't believe he had exhitated so much to begin with. Holding that perfect footpaw, and caressing it, and tickling and seeing it wiggle, he should have done that right when he first had the chance. The cub's soft sole was even softer than Sean had expected. He felt like he could spend the entire day running his fingers on it, and he hadn't even started making Willian giggle yet.
Still keeping distance from the toes, from which the sock still dangled from, he amused himself playing with the sole. After running his fingers on it a bit more, he decided it was time to hear his friend laugh. He clearly wasn't trying to hold it in, so it should be fairly easy. Deciding on what to do next, he broke the silence and opened with his first teasing:
- Such a vulnerable paw, and such a sensitive sole. I bet this tickles, but you know what would tickle even more ? - He started wiggling a finger and scratching different parts of the sole with it. - Doesn't it tickle ? Because I know you are ticklish. Tickle tickle tickle tickle...
Willian suddenly decided he would try to hold it in, but once the panther's finger reached his arch he failed miserably. Starting to giggle, on and on, as the finger scratched faster, the cub realized he never knew he was so ticklish. He had never tried anything like that before. And even though he couldn't be sure, he started to believe no other spot in his body could be more ticklish than his footpaw, which was now being playfully tortured by the panther's finger, wiggling around more and more, and causing him to giggle without managing to stop. He had never felt like that indeed, and it felt great. The paw twitched more and more, causing the sock to slide a little and be on the verge of falling off.
- You know what ? As soon as that sock falls off I'm going to tickle each one of your toes for good. - Said the panther taking advantage of the situation.
The coyote, hearing that, tried to control himself more than before.. but he just couldn't. Could he really be that ticklish ? The answer came as Sean began using all his fingers, flexing them and scratching every part of the poor cub's sole.
HehhahahahehahehaHEHAHAHAHEHAHAHAW I-HI-HIA-AM-TOO-HO-HO TI-HIHIHEHAHAW.. TI-HI-HI-CKLISH!! - Pleaded the 'yote, his tail wagging faster than ever and his whole body twitching from the tickling.
Well, should have thought about it before letting me do this! - Delighting himself on how that cute paw wiggled around and flexed as a result of his teasing, the panther noticed each time the coyote'd flex his toes the sock slid off a bit more. Now aiming at the exact spot that made that happen, just beside the ball, the panther poked and scratched, hoping that would lead to the sock falling off. - Cootchiee cooootchieee! If you had any idea how cute you look right now.
That wasn't really the first thing on Willian's mind. Ticklish as his footpaw was, he thought he couldn't take that for much longer. But, on another level, he was having a blast, and he knew that. He didn't want it to stop at all, but was almost desperate to stop it. He couldn't understand how anyone could feel like that, but those thoughts were soon interrupted by another one. 'Uh oh'. His sock had just fallen off.
Still working on the soles, Sean now paid attention to the cub's toes. They were just like the rest of that perfect footpaw, and he couldn't wait to touch them, and so he did. With his fingers still flexed, he moved them and wiggled them under the coyote's little toes. Causing him to go into hysterics and beggining to laugh out loud, wiggling every single one of his little toes for the panther's appreciation.
- HEheHe stoh-ho-HOP NOH-HOHO-T HaHAWHAHEHE THE-HE-RE!! HaHAWHAHEH PUH-PUHUEHAHEPUHHAAHAHAHAAPUH-LE-HE-HEA-SEAHAHEHAHAA!! - He really couldn't take the feeling now. Shuting his eyes and twitching his entire body, he hoped for it stop, and, yet again, yes, he wanted Sean to go on.
Watching in delight, Sean was loving to see those toes and that paw wiggle around more than he had loved being tickled himself. But when he looked at Willian, who already had tears in his eyes, he felt bad for it, and believed the cub really couldn't take it anymore. Slowly toning down the tickling, he went on until he had stopped. The coyote's footpaw still twitching a bit from the torture it had suffered.
Opening his eyes after he managed to stop laughing, but still giggling, Willian looked at his torturer, and felt happy for having someone like him as a friend. He was now petting his paw, just like he had done in the beggining. Running his paw over Willian's, he went on for sometime, until he stopped, and pulled it closer a bit, rubbing his cheek against it and smiling, as if thanking his friend for that fun opportunity. The coyote couldn't help to giggle a bit as the panther's fur tickled his now over-sensitive sole.
Sean suddenly stopped and moved his head back in place, feeling really awkward for all that had gone on in those past 20 minutes. He blushed a bit, hiding his face from Willian, as he noticed the coyote pulling back his footpaws. Sitting there, looking at the TV which had been mute and now was showing movietrailers, he started to become really worried as to what his friend would think of him now. He didn't just tickle him like Willian had, he went further and maybeh e had crossed the line.
While trapped on his own thoughts he didn't even notice Willian had shifted on the couch. He suddenly fell the coyote's arms going around his neck, hugging him tight while also nuzzling his cheek. Before he could even say anything he just heard his friend whisper in his ear:
- You're the best...
With a smile on his muzzle, Willian lay there hugging the panther, who needed a couple of seconds to understand he didn't make him mad or frighten him. That took him a while to realize. What did take him very little time to understand, compared to most creatures, was that they were now friends, and that was all that mattered. He nuzzled him back, and they both shared the smile.
Well, now I have to think about this story. After all the title is 'Three Cubs'. I have a couple of ideas in mind but I probably won't have much time to write at the moment. I'll see what I can do. Hope you enjoyed it, and criticism is welcomed. ^.-
- Hraeyna