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"Stop it!" I laughed while trying to push his hands away.
He knew tickling was my weakness.
He laughed and crawled on top of me, tickling me everywhere.
My stomach hurt from laughing so much and I was getting out of breath.
I started kicking my feet at him so he would let me go.
He let out a groan and collapsed next to me on the bed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"You kicked me...there." he groaned again.
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry." I said hugging him tightly.
"I'm going to get you back for this." he said.
"I know" I sighed.
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FanfictionTimothée Chalamet imagines 💗 !!REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!! * = smut, events leading to smut/events after smut, and mentions of mature content. I'm not a writer, but this is what I can do! Frequent updates at best :)
