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Jan 19, 2015 07:36AM
She gggled, ad put her hands on his. She triedmoullin hem away but wast in control of herself. "Andon, please jm begiing you. Oh dear gods, now my stomach hurts from laughing."
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He relented as soon as she said the word 'hurts,' unable to continue while she begged like that.
She let her head fall into his chest, grinning. "Now you know my weakness." She said lightly
He grinned. "Remember that whenever you want to do something to me. I know your weakness."
She sighed. "Will do, Prince Protector." She smirked
He made a face. "That's what Cassidy called me."
"Your sister?" She asked looking up at him
"Good to know we have something in common." She smiled
Even though Angel looked almost nothing like his sister, she reminded him of her. A lot. "Yeah..." he agreed, smiling.
"So...r you ticklish? " she asked mischievously
"Nope," he lied convincingly, immediately clenching his stomach.
"Are you sure?" She said slowly teasig possivle ticklish spots like his arms cest and stomach
He squirmed very slightly when she touched his stomach, but pretended to have a coughing fit to cover it up.
She bit her lip and teased his stomach again. "I think u are ticklish. " she said grinning
He tightened his stomach, again. He could ignore this, he could ignore it... He would not laugh. Or squirm. At all. "Nope!" He said, shaking his head.
"Are you sure?" She asked, smirking and trying again feeling his stomach tighten under her fingers.
"I'm sure..." he told her, lunging in to tickle her before she could get a chance to finish with him.
She was unprepared and grabbed a fistful of his shirt. She shut her eyes and grit her teeth trying not to laugh. "Mmmm, you are so ticklish there." She said in a breathy voice
He laughed, not relenting. "It's possible."
She put her head on his chest, now beginnig to giggle. "You are so using this to get me to stop." She said giggling all out now
"That I am," he agreed, resting his cheek on the top of her head as she giggled.
"When are you gonna stop?" She asked between giggles as she clutched his shirt firmer.
"I dunno..." he teased, "Someday, maybe..."
"What?!" She said shocked tho it didn't seem serious, becuz she was to busy laughing.
After a few more moments, he relented, making sure he had a tight grip on her wrists so that she couldn't attack him back.
She squirmed in his grip, determined to get him back. "Im going to bite you if you dot let go of my hands." She said teasingly
"Try," he said, smirking a little. He could conjure up a shield any moment.
"I will." She mutttered before jerking her hands toward her in an attempt to get hem free.
His grasp remained firm, and he felt slightly bad for keeping her from doing what she wanted.
She grinned. "Dear gods, you have an iron grip....like iron man..." she said and finally give up.
He laughed. "I haven't heard the name Iron Man for years..."
"Its me. I make he randomest refernces." She grinned
"I'm gathering..."His grip on her loosened slightly, but he didn't notice.
She smirked. "Like now. Your grip is weakening, like hatred for someone you come to love." She said pullin her hands away and tacklin him to the ground
Uh, oh. Andon was about to die. Completely caught off guard, he fell to the ground before he could shield himself.
She began tickling his stomach. "Shouldve been more careful around a dangerous girl like me." She smirked
He squirmed, pressing his back into the ground in an attempt to get as far away from her fingers as possible. Needless to say, it didn't work. He wasn't going to laugh, though. Nope... He was not going to laugh...
She kept going. "Im not stopping until you give in." She said in finality
He would not laugh, he would not laugh... He gasped for air, stomach sore from the effort it took to keep from laughing. He would not, he would not...
"Andon....i promise ill stop if you laugh at least for a second." She said smirking, continueing
He would not, he would not...He burst into desperate laughter, unable to breathe.
She smiled triumpantly, stopping and taking out her phone. She took a picture of him, and got off him. She held up a hand for him to use to get up
He rejected her hand in favor of curling into a ball on his side and gasping for breath.
She kneeled down beside. "Shouldve just laughed at first." She said putting her hand on his back. "In and Out, Andon."
He knew how to breathe. He would have told her so, too, if he could catch his breath.
She sat by him pulling him up, waitig for him to catch his breath.
"That..." he managed, "Was very... not nice..."
"Im sorry. But your so unbelievably cute when your laughin like that....see?" She said showig him the picture she took.
He wondered where exactly she got 'cute' based on the picture she took, but he wasn't about to argue. "That... Was also... Very not nice."
