"You silly Oni, you walked right into my trap, literally and figuratively! Are you ready to start laughing for me? Let's see if these pits of yours are ticklish! I"ll even give you a first hand feel of my fluffy smooth tails!" Grinning, Hagoromo placed her feather duster by her side for now, willing her tails to rise up, one tail at each of Akari's outstretched wrists. Slowly but surely, the tip of her tails slowly started to stroke the Oni's underarms in slow ticklish strokes, edging closer and closer to her hollows.
Akari for her part did her best not to laugh, although it was getting increasingly harder to do so, her mind constantly getting distracted by the soft tickly feelings on her arms, as well as the teasingly ticklish words of the Kitsune. "Are you ticklish on your underarms, Oni? When I first saw you, I had guessed that might be your ticklish most spot. And such a wide grin, even though I haven't started to even touch that area. Are you really that ticklish, you sensitive wittle Oni?" With every second passing, Akari's smile only grew wider and wider, cracks starting to appear in her face.
After what was only a few seconds, but in reality was an eternity for Akari, Hagoromo's tails finally made their way into the former's hollows, tracing light circles with the tips of her fluffy tools of ticklishness. "Is that a girlish snicker I heard? Did a chuckle just slipped out? I think I did indeed hear you giggle! Don't worry, just let it all out! I promise I'll start gently... Just kidding! Now laugh Oni! Laugh for me!" Laughing haughtily, the nine-tailed fox clicked her fingers, and another two tails dived right into Akari's underarms, making the Oni's eyes almost pop out of their sockets in surprise, before collapsing into a stream of loud giggles.
"Damn you, you treacherous fox! You lying slut! When I get my hands on you, I'll make sure you'll be on the ground laughing and giggling helplessly! Ehehhhahhhaa!" Mouth now wide in raucous laughter, Akari tried to bring her arms down in order to protect her sensitive underarms, but still finding it unable to do so, the Kitsune's tails proving to be surprisingly strong, coupled with the fact that the underarm tickling was also significantly sapping at her stamina.
"What's wrong, you strong Oni? Can't you just wrestle your way out of my hold? Or is the tickling too much for you to handle? Kitchie Koo!"
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