𝐀𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𖹭ྀི

part 38

"Darkly, solemnly, softly, over and over"

He cackled as you laughed beneath him, his fingers relentless as they continued their assault. "Oh, you can't breathe?" he teased, "Then you better give up and tell me all your secrets, little one."

You squirmed under him, laughing even harder, "Never! I'll never give in-" Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you struggled to catch your breath.

His fingers found a particularly sensitive spot, making you squeal and kick your legs. "Aha! I found your weakness!" He declared, doubling his efforts. "Now you really have no choice, you must confess."

You couldn't help but laugh even harder, "Okay okay, fine!" you gasped out, your voice filled with mirth. "I'll tell you everything, just- please stop!"

He finally halted his attack, grinning down at you victoriously. "I knew you would crack. You're no match for my tickle skills."

You wiped tears from your eyes, still giggling. "You're evil." you accused, pretending to pout. "I'll get my revenge later, you better watch out."

"Oh, I'm trembling in fear." he chuckled, flopping down beside you. He pulled you close, wrapping an arm around you. "But you know what that means, don't you?"

You raised an eyebrow at him, "What?"
He leaned in, a sly grin on his face, "You owe me now."

You groaned, rolling your eyes dramatically. "Of course, I do." you huffed, but there was no heat behind it. You nestled into his side, feeling content despite your dramatic display. "You're lucky I love you."

He chuckled, kissing the top of your head. "I'm the luckiest man alive." he said, his voice filled with love. "And don't worry, I'll make sure to collect on that debt."

You hummed, a playful smile tugging at your lips. "Just promise not to tickle me to death when you do."

He grinned, "No promises."

You gasped in mock horror, "How dare you!" you exclaimed, faking a frown as you playful hit his chest.

You let out a dramatic sigh, "I guess that means I'll have to keep my guard up at all times. Or maybe..." Your eyes twinkled with mischief as another idea crossed your mind.

He raises an eyebrow at you, his curiosity piqued, "Or maybe...what? I don't like that look in your eye, love. It usually means trouble."

You giggled, sitting up to straddle him, placing your hands on his chest, "Trouble? Me? Never." you said innocently, batting your eyelashes.

He chuckled lowly, his hands instinctively resting on your thighs, "Alright, out with it. What are you scheming?"

"Well," you grinned, your fingers tracing light circles on his chest, "Since I owe you, and you've proven to be quite the relentless tickler, I was thinking...."

Your eyes twinkled with a glimmer of mischief as you leaned in closer, your voice barely a whisper, "Maybe I should distract you in a different way. A way that doesn't involve so much laughter."

His eyes locked onto yours, his breath hitching slightly as he realized your meaning. A slow, wicked smile spread across his face as he responded, "I like the sound of that."

You mirrored his grin, feeling a familiar heat stirring within you as his hands tightened around your thighs. "I thought you might," you said, your voice husky.

You leaned in closer, your lips hovering a mere breath away from his. "But just remember," you whispered, your warm breath teasing his skin, "you started this. And if you're not careful..."