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Scene from Chapter 4 of "The Golden Knight And The Dragon" - can be found at: http://www.tickletheater.com/showthread.php?t=80389
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Feeling more and more self-conscious, the princess looked down and realized that in her haste to escape the castle that night, she had forgotten to wear anything but her undergarments under the armor, and they were hardly covering much to begin with.
The Dragon King blushed crimson, then added hurriedly, “Um… the blanket, princess.”
Clíona reached for it and covered her shoulders, holding it wrapped around her tightly, “Uhh…maybe it would be less awkward if I put my armor back on…”
The Dragon King laughed, “I didn’t say I didn’t like it. I just want to get to know you better first.”, he poked her gently with the tip of his tail, making her swallow back a giggle.
Turning around he gave her a quizzical look, “What was that?”
Blushing, the princess looked around exaggeratedly, hoping to simulate awkward humor, “I’ve been trained for just about any diplomatic situation, my king, but this is not one I’ve ever considered being in. It’s either be mortified or find it amusing.”
The Dragon King chuckled, feeling the tension leave his own shoulders as he nodded in agreement, “Likewise, princess. We dragons are trained on kidnapping princesses, holding them for ransom or for negotiating what we want and for battling the knights who come to rescue them. “, he curled up and looked lazily down at her, poking her with the tip of his tail again for emphasis with each point, “We are not trained for battling knights that are princesses in disguise, we are not trained for kidnapping after a negotiation has been made and we are definitely not trained for female knights who elect to wear next to nothing under their armor.”
Princess Clíona felt her lips wanting to twitch after the first poke, and bit her lip, struggling to keep from smiling with the second poke, but couldn’t hold back her laughter as he gave her the final poke.
“Wait a sec,”, a cunning look spread across the Dragon King’s face, “It wasn’t that funny.”, then a large grin spread across his face, “Are you telling me that the great Golden Knight is ticklish? That the serious minded maiden princess of the land renowned for her self-control is ticklish?”
Princess Clíona was now blushing crimson from head to toe, made even worse from the fact that her legs and bare feet were visible, betraying how flustered she felt. Attempting to deny it, she protested, “Of course not, my king. That would be ridiculous. I am just embarrassed by the situation is all. Please allow me to put my armor back on….”
The Dragon King was obviously ignoring her protests as he used his tail to not just poke, but to blatantly tickle her belly button, wiggling around until she was falling on the ground, squirming with giggles, trying in vain to push his tail away. He leaned down closer and exclaimed like a child opening a birthday present, “How utterly delightful!”, using his tail to pull her closer towards him, cradling her in the palm of a claw while his tail continued to explore her body, tickling and teasing her armpits, and stomach even as his other claw tickled her ribs and feet with gently controlled strokes, his smile growing greater still as he pushed her into even greater hysterics. “Such a delightful sound!”, he crooned, loving how she seemed to be enjoying his attentions despite her pleading.
“Pleeeheeheeheeeheeeheeeeheeeeease!”, she laughed, “Merceeeheeeheeheeheeeheeeee! I’ll do anything! Nooohohohohohohoooo more!”
The Dragon King laughed down at her, “But I don’t want anything in this moment but that glorious sound, princess!”, he couldn’t help but to notice her nipples had grown hard and her body was aroused, clearly betraying the true reason behind her embarrassment.
His eyes twinkled with mischief at the sight as he replied to her continuing cries for mercy, “Oh, I think the negotiations of the last treaty would have gone slightly differently had I been aware of this little weakness, my princess.”
Princess Clíona blushed even deeper at the thought. But frantic for him not to suspect how he was affecting her, and not realizing that he’d already caught on, she offered, “Whahahahahat would you like to renegotiate?”
“Hmmmm…”, he smiled indulgently thinking about how he’d like to spend the rest of her short life entertaining her in all the ways similar to this very moment, “I can think of a few.”
Laughing louder as he placed her on his stomach and now used both claws to torment her little body, the princess gasped, “Naahahahahahahahaaaame it!”
