on a mission now

Tyrfing had squeezed her harder and did not let up his grip, intent on making the bear hug so unbearably tight that she either surrendered or passed the fuck out from lack of oxygen. Her claws moved from his chest, scratching across his neck and then, a split second later, beneath the base of his ear. The boy shuddered, his entire body quaking in what was probably the worst combination of ticklish sensation and pain he'd ever felt. Immediately his paws came off his sister, lifting to where her paws sat beneath his ears and wrapping them around her feet tightly to try and stop the horrible tingles. Her back paws had found an equally painful, ticklish, and untouched zone as they rabbit-kicked at his armpits. "I give! I give!" He surrendered, still upon his back. Fin pulled all four limbs into his chest and then shoving them outward, hopefully hard enough to throw his smaller sister off of him. "Tickling is cheating you.. you.. heathen."