"Mikey! S-stop!" You manage to get out between fits of laughter. He just smiles,and tickles you more. "You should've thought about that before you made me look like a fool at work." He growls, and attacks your sides with skilled fingers. You let out a startled yelp, and thrash around a bit more. Apparently, Michael or "Mikey" as you liked to call him, wasn't having any of that. He straddles your hips and grabs both of your hand and puts them in one of his, leaving him one free hand to tickle you. As his fingers skirt across your stomach and sides, you thrust your hips up in attempt at throwing him off. He let out a startled gasp, and released your hands. You smirk, you've found his weakness. You thrust again, he jumps off you slightly, leaving just enough space for you to escape. You run back to you and Michael's room and shut the door. You hear his footsteps at the end of the hall, then you hear the knob of your bedroom door rattling. Michael is at least twice as strong as you. You didn't stand a chance. "Sorry Mikey! Please don't tickle me!?" You wait to hear a reply. Nothing. You take a breath, and open the door. You don't see Michael anywhere,so you slowly walk out of the room. Suddenly, the bedroom door slams behind you, so you can't go back in. You let out a startled screech, but it's cut off by Michael's mouth on yours. "You think you could escape me, Y/N?" He asks and wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you close. You fist your hand in his hair as he does the same to you. You moan as he kisses around your jaw, and down your neck. Michael pulls back and smirks,"Paybacks a bitch, isn't it?" He walked away, leaving you panting in the dust.
