luke's torture

Day two

Since Luke had the pain in his wrists from last night and had the ice, Michael had thrown it on the ground after Luke fell asleep. The floor was a bit wet, when Luke got up to go to the bathroom that's what he felt, he squeaked loudly making Michael wake up
"Luke what's wrong?! What happened"
"Nothing. I just scared myself, go back to sleep. I'm fine I'm just going to the bathroom"
"Okay..." Michael dragged the why out as he fell back asleep. Luke came back into bed laying down, Luke was still pondering about how michael was ticklish. It really was bothering him, he had to have a spot somewhere." Luke started looking throughout his body.
"His neck?" Luke said to himself as he moved his cold hands to Michaels neck, tickling, but not getting much of anything but squirms. it didn't work, he wasn't really ticklish there at all. Luke wasn't giving Up, he moved down his body to his armpits
"Maybe his armpits?" Luke said to himself. Once again, he moved his hands to his exposed armpits tickling them. But he got a twitch, was this it?! Yes. Michaels armpits. Luke moved Michaels arms above his head, the movement made Michaels eye shoot open
"Um wha-what are yo-u do-ing?"
"Your armpits are your tickle spot." Luke said as he scribbled into Michaels armpits making Michael scream
"STOHOHOHOP"
"You've done this for two days fucking straight to me Clifford. And now you tell me to stop right away? seriously?"
"OHOHOF COROROHOURSE I DIHIHIDNT WAHAHANT YOHOU TOHO KNOHOW STOHOP"
"No. Your laugh is cute" Luke copied him
"LUUKEY IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES"
"I know. Now hush"
Luke hit right in the middle of Michaels hollows, Michael screamed and forced his arms down, trapping Lukes hands making it easier for Luke to get that one spot
"I think I hit a sweet spot"
"LUHUKE" Michael squealed trying to be buck Luke off of him
"That's not going to make me stop. I can't get my hands out even if I tried. You're stronger than me, if I was going to stop you'd have to raise your arms"
"YOHOHOU WIHIHLL ATHHTHTACK MEHE"
"You don't know unless it happens dude"
"STOHOP AND I WILL RAISE MY ARMS" Luke stopped as Michael raised his arms, Luke got ahold of both of them chaining his arms above his head and sitting back on his stomach
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING"
"Pay backs a bitch"
"You don't know a proper way of tickling someone" Michael shot back
"Try me"
"Go for it. It barely even tickles anyway"
"you were just screaming because it tickled you so muc- you know whatever"
"Start. See if I laugh, if I laugh you can tickle me for 15 minutes and if you lose and I don't laugh I tickle you for 20 minutes"
"Okay" Luke knew he put more time for him to get tickled because he wanted to sike me out, it didn't work, Michaels going to laugh.
Luke started dragged his fingers down Michaels underarms as Michael started to talk
"Wait wait wait can I smile?"
"That's fair, you can"
"Okay thank you"
"Yeah yeah"
Luke started rubbing where his armpit started to deepen. Michael keeping a straight face. Luke started to Tickle his underarms missing his hollows. Michael squeezed his Eyes closed and breathing heavily.
"You're going to crack soon"
"no I wont. I'll get to tickle you for 20 minutes! I'm not passing That up"
Luke moved into Michaels hollows.
"Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh oh no oh" Michael whispered. Luke laughed as he skipped over the middle of his hollow, the sweet spot. Michael started to breathe heavily Luke then started to swirl his finger into the special spot
"LUKEY NO"
"I'm making you crack. No way in hell am I getting tickled today"
"YOURE GONNA GET IT"
Luke hit the spot as all the built up laughter came out of Michaels mouth. His giggle being contagious made Luke laugh. Luke unchained him and Ran away. Not knowing what was going to happen.