Sure you are... *slides my hands underneath your shirt, now circling a finger over both your sides. One finger on each hand idly swirls figure eights and circles over your bare hips, patiently gliding over the smooth skin with my fingertips*
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Good afternoon Strange One. I hope you slept well last night. 🙂
Maybe. *slowly drags my finger down your side, idly drawing little circles just above your hipbone* And if I am?
Uh huh. *leaves my hand there, softly twirling a long finger against your side, just enough to tickle*
Hey now, I detect sarcasm there... *pokes your sides playfully*
Something... good? Well, whatever floats your boat. I'm here to serve! *bows theatrically*
Heh, I could always restrain you if that's a problem. I'd say underarms are much more sensitive when your arms are stuck above your head...
Aw, you're making me blush... I didn't do anything special, and you're fun to play with.
Yes, quite fun. Glad you enjoyed yourself. *grins at your twitching*
Well, since you admit it... *stops the tickling, letting her catch her breath and get over her giggles*
Hmph. Those direction-less attacks aren't going to win you anything. I think you've already lost. Just look how giggly you are, now that I know where to get you! *grins with bravado, sure to dissuade any thoughts of counterattack, as one hand returns to your armpit, the other walking a ticklish path down your side*
Just give in, Strange. You know how much it tickles. Just relax, and have a good laugh. If you do, I'll go easy on you... yip! *my taunts momentarily cut off by a well placed retaliation, trying to mask any loss of control without you noticing. My hands leave your underarms and go back to teasing your ribs, clawing a finger between each one and scritching rapidly*
Tickle tickle tickle... these underarms are so fun to tickle I'm never gonna stop. So smooth and sensitive... *continues to softly tease, while trying to avoid those desperate hands, trying to position myself to protect any weak points from random encounters. Rachets up the wriggling under your arms, trying to weaken your attacking hands*
Oh yes you will. You're just too ticklish to win this... just a tickly little girl... *traces zigzagging patterns under your arms, fingertips grazing over the skin, reveling in your spastic reactions. I twitch as your fingers rake past a sensitive spot, but try to maintain a visage of invulnerability*
Aw, does someone not like taunting? Kitchy kitchy koo, Strange. Looks like I found a good spot... *grins impishly at gaining the upper hand, my fingers crawling into your underarms and drawing teasing circles around the smooth hollows*
Hehe, Oh yes... Cootchie coo Strange... *manages to resist the uncoordinated pokes and prods as my fingers make their way up your upper ribs, wriggling inches below your underarms*
Hmhm, you're wasting your time, Strange... *grins and claws your ribs, wriggling rapidly between each one and moving steadily northward*
*wonders how we're positioned. At any rate...* Oh no you don't! *reaches up to grab your sides, kneading the soft skin between hip and rib*
What the...? *falls over from having my feet grabbed*
Nohohoho you dihihidn't! *squirms and tries to back out of reach, stretching out to goose your sides with both hands*
I beg tohoho differ-hehe-YA! *jerks in surprise at the quick stomach attack, sucking in my belly involuntarily and squirming slightly. Noticing your lip, one finger dips into your bellybutton, wriggling like a worm*
You're sensitivity wiheheheheh-il be your downfa-hahahahall! *does my best not to clamp down my arms, determined to stay on the offensive. One hand trails up your side, pinching playfully, while the other circles near your bellybutton*
Grrr.... I won't lose-hehehe! *trying to sounds intimidating despite giggling from the clumsy side attack. My fingers walk a ticklish path across your waist, eagerly stroking your lower belly*
No you won't! *manages to slide my fingers under your shirt, running my fingertips over the bare skin of your hips*
One good poke deserves another-hehehehehe... *tries to not react to the nails at my side, stifling giggles as both hands reach out to scratch lightly over your belly, trying to wriggle their way under your shirt* -
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