Lab Bat (Tickling version)

All characters are 18+

Lucas woke up with something soft pushing against his nose, which he quickly realized was his own crotch. Damn, must have bent over himself again in his sleep!

"I guess I need to be tied to the bed or one day I'll suffocate sitting on my own face! But what's that funny smell?" the bendy vampire sniffed the air, feeling very sleepy. "Weird, but I just woke... up..."

His eyes closed against his will and the next time they opened he was all tied-up tightly and hanged by the ropes above the ground in some kind of a dungeon. It was dark but warm and the air was very fresh and filled with pleasant fragrance.

Only then noticed someone fondling his body, tickling softly here and there... it felt nice, almost like a dream that he didn't want to interrupt, so he almost held his breath, enjoying being tickled by whoever was the owner of those fingers.

After a while he could no longer pretend being still unconscious and released a loud moan of joy, nearly purring like a cat. After taking a breath, Lucas wanted to turn back as much as he could to look at his mysterious kidnapper.

"Good sir, I haven't had such a pleasant situation since my uncle Dariush... oh shit what the!!" Lucas saw the scariest skeletal face staring at him with red glowing eyes! His whole body strained so much, fighting to escape, that he'd have a lot of bruises if his body wasn't oiled all over.

"Hey, stop that or you'll hurt yourself!" the 'evil' wizard commanded and the vampire boy suddenly couldn't contain his wide grin and now instead of trying to escape was seemingly trying to jump on the man's neck.

"Uncle Dariush!! You scared me to death! What's with the mask? And what about these ropes? If you needed a lab rat, you could just ask! You know I always loved hanging around in your lab!"

"You already helped," chuckled the whiz. "I needed to test a new sleeping gas, an order from the ninjas. I guess it works just perfectly!"

"Wait, you tested experimental technology on me, your own nephew??"

"Sure, I needed someone I can trust, so couldn't try it on a random fellow and then let them go... Hmm, but you just made it sound like a bad idea indeed!! Oh my, I'm so sorry!"

"Don't worry, I'll forgive you, mmm, for 100 gold!"

"B- but that's too expensive!!" Dariush almost dropped his skull mask's jaw. "I'm kinda broke right now, you know, the sales of my 'Love & Potency' potions dropped, that's why I have to take these stupid commissions for sleeping gas..."

"Fair enough! Another idea then, how about you sell me some of those potency potions of yours but you also must play with me until midnight??"

"Hah! You dirty lil' bloodsucker, now that's a lot more like you! Alright, another quick round of tickling for you!" Uncle Dariush squeezed Lucas's sides playfully, mercilessly burying his fingers into the boy's most ticklish spots.