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The Official Tickle Fight Thread II

*when you finally grab my wrists, I turn my eyes away from the hawk-like gaze at your midsection and to your face, ready for an actual struggle. But then I grin widely as you pull your hands away and obediently apologize* Ooh... you are a nice one. So well trained.

*My eyes dart back downward, as I slowly start rolling up your shirt to your ribs, now knowing that you'll behave nicely* Which means I am going to have to be extra nice with you... *now fully exposing your tummy, that fingernail of mine now begins softly tracing wide circles around the perimeter of your belly, using the softest touch I can* Now I wonder just how little it takes for someone who is 'soooo ticklish!'

smiling ... blushing .... grasping my hands together behind my head .... your smile so lovely ... your voice tickles me ... everywhere at once .... gasping and snickering softly as you slowly roll up my shirt ... my ticklish tummy and sides fully exposed ... feeling so ticklish and vulnerable I almost start laughing before you even touch me .... exploding in helpless, frantic laughter as your fingernail softly strokes my ticklish skin aaaaaaaaeeeehahahahaha oh god hahahahaaaaaahahahahahahaahha writhing and arching my back .... not much aaahahahahahaha almost screaming with laughter and again unable to hold my arms still .... wanting to let you tickle me so much but unable to stop my hands from trying to protect my tummy and ribs hahahahaha oh I am sorry my Lady it tickles so much eeehehehehehe :blush .... :wub
 
smiling ... blushing .... grasping my hands together behind my head .... your smile so lovely ... your voice tickles me ... everywhere at once .... gasping and snickering softly as you slowly roll up my shirt ... my ticklish tummy and sides fully exposed ... feeling so ticklish and vulnerable I almost start laughing before you even touch me .... exploding in helpless, frantic laughter as your fingernail softly strokes my ticklish skin aaaaaaaaeeeehahahahaha oh god hahahahaaaaaahahahahahahaahha writhing and arching my back .... not much aaahahahahahaha almost screaming with laughter and again unable to hold my arms still .... wanting to let you tickle me so much but unable to stop my hands from trying to protect my tummy and ribs hahahahaha oh I am sorry my Lady it tickles so much eeehehehehehe :blush .... :wub

*my grin widens happily as I discover what a deliciously sensitive stomach you have, that even the delicate strokes of one nail have such an effect. That grin turns into a frown as you finally succumb to the urge to protect yourself, stopping my fun. However, I can't help but be pleased (tickled pink, even) as you refer to me as "my Lady."*

Since you made such a sincere apology, I guess I need to accept it. *I look at you forgivingly, but playfully* But... stopping me from having my fun is against the rules... *I gently pick up both your wrists and cross them above your head. I leave one hand there to restrain you, as long as you don't try TOO hard* There, much better. Now, where was I... oh yes! I discovered that someone is oh-so-very tick~lish! *I grin again, as two of my fingernails walk a playful path across your bare, taut waistline, on an epic adventure from one hip to the other across the shaking terrain*
 
*I lean back on the couch and look around, listening to the teasing, laughter, and conversations of the lees and lers in the room* *I remain silent as I pull out my IPod and play my app, Super KO Boxing 2, to entertain myself*
 
*my grin widens happily as I discover what a deliciously sensitive stomach you have, that even the delicate strokes of one nail have such an effect. That grin turns into a frown as you finally succumb to the urge to protect yourself, stopping my fun. However, I can't help but be pleased (tickled pink, even) as you refer to me as "my Lady."*

Since you made such a sincere apology, I guess I need to accept it. *I look at you forgivingly, but playfully* But... stopping me from having my fun is against the rules... *I gently pick up both your wrists and cross them above your head. I leave one hand there to restrain you, as long as you don't try TOO hard* There, much better. Now, where was I... oh yes! I discovered that someone is oh-so-very tick~lish! *I grin again, as two of my fingernails walk a playful path across your bare, taut waistline, on an epic adventure from one hip to the other across the shaking terrain*

*blushing nods of apology* I am trying my Lady ... your tickles are Heaven ... but i am so ticklish that i ... i mean i .... yes my Lady *smiling as you bring my wrists back over my head ... gasping ... unable to completely stop giggling ... eeehahahahaha oh god haaaahahahahahahah it tickles hahahahahhahha oh it tickles eeeehahahahahahahaha *lost in truly helpless howls of ticklish laughter .... writhing deliciously at you loving but tortuously tickling ministrations ... eeeeeeeeeeAaaaaahahahahahahhhhaaaaaaaaaaa just truly helpless in ticklish delight .... such sweetly unbearable tickles :blush you do not knoww what this aaahahahah does to me eeehahahahaha oh god haaaaahahahahahahahah
 
I find myself insanely wishing i were completely restrained .... trying to quash such an insane thought ... lost in frantic laughter ....
 
*blushing nods of apology* I am trying my Lady ... your tickles are Heaven ... but i am so ticklish that i ... i mean i .... yes my Lady *smiling as you bring my wrists back over my head ... gasping ... unable to completely stop giggling ... eeehahahahaha oh god haaaahahahahahahah it tickles hahahahahhahha oh it tickles eeeehahahahahahahaha *lost in truly helpless howls of ticklish laughter .... writhing deliciously at you loving but tortuously tickling ministrations ... eeeeeeeeeeAaaaaahahahahahahhhhaaaaaaaaaaa just truly helpless in ticklish delight .... such sweetly unbearable tickles :blush you do not knoww what this aaahahahah does to me eeehahahahaha oh god haaaaahahahahahahahah

Mmmmm yesss, it tickles so much, doesn't it? You're just such a ticklish thing that there's nothing for you to do but lie back and giggle... *I tease coo-ingly, almost purring in enjoyment from such a compliant and content lee, and enjoying that it my simple holding of your wrists with one hand is enough to keep them at bay.*

Now, as much as this is such a lovely spot... *as my nails swish lazily back and forth across your waist* There's so many other places to go, and so little time. Hmmm... *my nails start to circle your tummy again, but this time in a gradual but definite spiral, getting closer and closer to your bellybutton with each pass* is this another ticklish spot too? What would some tickles there do to you, I wonder?
 
Mmmmm yesss, it tickles so much, doesn't it? You're just such a ticklish thing that there's nothing for you to do but lie back and giggle... *I tease coo-ingly, almost purring in enjoyment from such a compliant and content lee, and enjoying that it my simple holding of your wrists with one hand is enough to keep them at bay.*

Now, as much as this is such a lovely spot... *as my nails swish lazily back and forth across your waist* There's so many other places to go, and so little time. Hmmm... *my nails start to circle your tummy again, but this time in a gradual but definite spiral, getting closer and closer to your bellybutton with each pass* is this another ticklish spot too? What would some tickles there do to you, I wonder?

snorting and laughing and squealing and writing but your hand holding my hands safely at bay for now .... your voice and sweet teasing driving me wild and making me even more ticklish .... eeeeeehahahahahahaha oh no hahahahah not thaaaahahahahaht hahahaha too ticklish eeeeeeehahahahahahahahahaha
frantic laughter ... almost desperate .... even with my low baritone voice .... laughter echoing off the walls .... audible to anyone within a mile .... eeeehahahaha oh god it tickles hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha losing my mind in sweet laughter :blush:wub
 
snorting and laughing and squealing and writing but your hand holding my hands safely at bay for now .... your voice and sweet teasing driving me wild and making me even more ticklish .... eeeeeehahahahahahaha oh no hahahahah not thaaaahahahahaht hahahaha too ticklish eeeeeeehahahahahahahahahaha
frantic laughter ... almost desperate .... even with my low baritone voice .... laughter echoing off the walls .... audible to anyone within a mile .... eeeehahahaha oh god it tickles hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha losing my mind in sweet laughter :blush:wub

Aww, so ticklish. And here I am, barely even touching you. How do you even manage to walk around without every little thing tickling you all the time? *my nails get to the rim of your bellybutton, and teasingly swirl around the rim, exploring every last millimeter of skin.* Now, I bet this is really going to tickle... but remember, you're not allowed to stop my fun, are you? *I give you a stern look as a warning, before turning 100% of my attention to your bellybutton, as one finger worms its way in to explore just how ticklish you are in there*
 
Aww, so ticklish. And here I am, barely even touching you. How do you even manage to walk around without every little thing tickling you all the time? *my nails get to the rim of your bellybutton, and teasingly swirl around the rim, exploring every last millimeter of skin.* Now, I bet this is really going to tickle... but remember, you're not allowed to stop my fun, are you? *I give you a stern look as a warning, before turning 100% of my attention to your bellybutton, as one finger worms its way in to explore just how ticklish you are in there*

knowing that it is intent ... it is the woman who makes me ticklish .... and your smile and eyes and voice .... shrieking with giggles and then just dissolving into wild frantic guffaws as you explore my belly button aaaaaahahahahahahahahahahaha it tickles oh god aaaahahahaeeeeeeeeaaahahahahahahah please hahahahahahahahah just beyond frantic .... just lost in such sweet tickle torture .... wanting to beg for mercy ... wanting to beg for more .... completely unable to make any sound except uncontrolled laughter ....
 
knowing that it is intent ... it is the woman who makes me ticklish .... and your smile and eyes and voice .... shrieking with giggles and then just dissolving into wild frantic guffaws as you explore my belly button aaaaaahahahahahahahahahahaha it tickles oh god aaaahahahaeeeeeeeeaaahahahahahahah please hahahahahahahahah just beyond frantic .... just lost in such sweet tickle torture .... wanting to beg for mercy ... wanting to beg for more .... completely unable to make any sound except uncontrolled laughter ....

Mmmm. That's ok, you don't have to say anything. *I say teasingly in a soft, low voice, just loud enough and directed enough that you can hear my over your laughter, continuing on in a hypnotic, commanding tone.* I know you couldn't talk if you wanted to. Just lie back and giggle... so sensitive... so ticklish... you just can't bear it. But you will, because it feels so good to feel my fingertips caress and tease your nerves, to draw that laughter out of your belly...

*as I talk to you, my finger keeps wriggling inside your navel, worm-like, gradually increasing its pace, scritching and wriggling out ticklish sensations to pulse through your body*
 
Mmmm. That's ok, you don't have to say anything. *I say teasingly in a soft, low voice, just loud enough and directed enough that you can hear my over your laughter, continuing on in a hypnotic, commanding tone.* I know you couldn't talk if you wanted to. Just lie back and giggle... so sensitive... so ticklish... you just can't bear it. But you will, because it feels so good to feel my fingertips caress and tease your nerves, to draw that laughter out of your belly...

*as I talk to you, my finger keeps wriggling inside your navel, worm-like, gradually increasing its pace, scritching and wriggling out ticklish sensations to pulse through your body*

nodding through tears of laughter .... prisoner of your voice and your touch ... a very willing prisoner ... for as utterly unbearable are your tickles they are more delicious than words could describe .... my head shaking from side to side ... my face locked in a silly, submissively ticklish smile .... my lips constantly streaming frantic giggles and squeals and laughter .... loving it ... unable to bear it .... the more you tickle the more ticklish I become so that my laughter is almost silent ... my body limp .... cjust letting you tickle me to sweet insanity ... and laughter ... endless laughter ... :blush :wub
 
nodding through tears of laughter .... prisoner of your voice and your touch ... a very willing prisoner ... for as utterly unbearable are your tickles they are more delicious than words could describe .... my head shaking from side to side ... my face locked in a silly, submissively ticklish smile .... my lips constantly streaming frantic giggles and squeals and laughter .... loving it ... unable to bear it .... the more you tickle the more ticklish I become so that my laughter is almost silent ... my body limp .... just letting you tickle me to sweet insanity ... and laughter ... endless laughter ... :blush :wub
*my eyes locked on your shaking midsection as my finger finally removes itself from your bellybutton, giving you a momentary reprieve.* Mmmm, so ticklish to such a soft touch. So easy to coax those lovely laughs out of you. My little tickle toy... *One fingertip glides across your belly down to your nearest hip, as I casually, almost without paying attention, begin to stroke along your hip. As if I were trying to find the right page in a book. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Nope, not here...* Yes, my little tickle toy, here for the Lady to play with at her leisure...
 
*my eyes locked on your shaking midsection as my finger finally removes itself from your bellybutton, giving you a momentary reprieve.* Mmmm, so ticklish to such a soft touch. So easy to coax those lovely laughs out of you. My little tickle toy... *One fingertip glides across your belly down to your nearest hip, as I casually, almost without paying attention, begin to stroke along your hip. As if I were trying to find the right page in a book. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Nope, not here...* Yes, my little tickle toy, here for the Lady to play with at her leisure...

gasping for need air as you let me catch my breath ... unable to stop laughing ... blushing deeply as it is all too obvious the effect this has on me ... :blush ... knowing you are disinterested making it even worse .... blushing even more deeply as you call me your tickle toy .... exploding with deep helpless wild laughter as your fingertip explores inside my hip bone aaaahahahahaeeeeeeeee oooohhhhh noooohahahahahahahah eeeehahahahahahahhaha aaaaa oh god i cant staaaahahahaaaaand it aaahahahahahahaa pleeeeease hahahahahahha it tickles! oh it tickles! hahahahahahahahhahahahaahh :wub:blush
 
Aaaaaannndd.... that's enough for now. *I stop my tickling, and let go of your wrists, giving you a chance to recover.* That's all the time I can give to playing. But it was fun. You make an excellent toy.
 
Aaaaaannndd.... that's enough for now. *I stop my tickling, and let go of your wrists, giving you a chance to recover.* That's all the time I can give to playing. But it was fun. You make an excellent toy.

*smiles* thank you my Lady .... the pleasure was surely mine :wub
I hope to see you soon .... and have as lovely an evening as you have given me an afternoon 🙂
 
*Notices just how much has gone on in my absence. 'Wow!'*

*I sense that you 're getting tired and stop tickling, giving you a rest, and just cocking my head to the left with a look of concern, as I look at you still laughing from Sadi,"There, is that a little better? Looks like you were getting really tired there, and I don't want to do anything you're not enjoying or not having fun with." :unsure
Sensing drago's tiredness, and more notedly, hearing TAIL's words, and actions, my fingers cease their wiggling, relaxing my hold on your one arm (though still holding it behind your back, 'juuust' in case 😉).*
*I pick up your free arm that Sadi isn't holding and massage the muscles in it as I add* "I don't think our TicklishDragon is enjoying this much anymore, Sadi. perhaps he needs a break?"🙂 *I then put your free arm on top of your chest to rest while still in clear view of my line of sight (I may be compassionate, but I'm not naive! LOL! :lol ) and proceed to massage your tails and wings,* " No reason for you to be too uncomfortable. Besides, if I give you a break here, you'll just be focused more on Sadi there!"*I wink at you and Sadi with these last words... 😉

"Oh, and TicklishDragon?", I pause and give you a tickle-poke with each word,"I'm-still-just-a-Lee...except-where-you're-concerned. You make tickle fights too fun! To resist!" 😛oke2: I give you one last quick tickle across your tummy 😛oke1: before going back to massaging your tails and wings.

*Hearing TAIL's 'leading' words, my brows draw down, a frown soon forming.* Hey, I decided to help 'you' out here, you know? *My voice louder, my fingers biting into dragon's arm as my agitation grows.*
You don't need to listen to that, dwagon-poo, m'kay? *I quickly, relaxing my grip as my brain runs through ... 'cautious' alternatives to recuperate (I am not running away! >_<).
*As TAIL gives a last few teasing pokes, while dragon's still occupied, I slip away, my attention returning to older uneven balances that need to be settled still.*
 
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"Well I'm not saying I'm not ticklish, I'm just saying I did about 75% of the work."

Thank you for admitting your debilitating ticklishness, zombie. And, like I said before, I'm an opportunist. What's to blame if you choose to do the vast majority of the work 'for' me, hmm? 😉 *I tease, walking down the rungs imbedded into the wall.*

"Yes, she's and opportunist, and I probably deserve a little of what happened, but none the less, it's not as if I lost in a tickle fight, and that's all I'm trying to say."

- There. Glad you admit the truth, facts being what they are. Aaand, I think you deserve almost all of what happened, placing yourself where you did, falling asleep in the middle of such a 'ready' position. I'm only responsible for fulfilling your painfully obvious wishes, is all. You should be thanking me; I'm like your genie or something. 😀 *I continue, hopping to the ground.*
 
- There. Glad you admit the truth, facts being what they are. Aaand, I think you deserve almost all of what happened, placing yourself where you did, falling asleep in the middle of such a 'ready' position. I'm only responsible for fulfilling your painfully obvious wishes, is all. You should be thanking me; I'm like your genie or something. 😀 *I continue, hopping to the ground.*

As you reach the ground I walk up to you. "You know, for someone who doesn't believe in words you sure do talk a lot, but on that note maybe..." I move in closer to wrap my arm around your waist. I lean in to whisper into your ear. "I should start speaking with my actions..." I hiss using my other hand to walk my finger tips up your spine.
 
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As you reach the ground I walk up to you. "You know, for someone who doesn't believe in words you sure do talk a lot, but on that note maybe..." I move in closer to wrap my arm around your waist. I lean in to whisper into your ear. "I should start speaking with my actions..." I hiss using my other hand to walk my finger tips up your spine.

Never said I didn't believe in words. Just prefer to cut through all the cra-aaa-! *Hearing your voice so close, my muscles tense, but feeling your arm around my waist, my right elbow instinctively darts back, 'hoping' to hit you in the chest (if it hits your head, I'm sorry, but... nerves, right?). Hearing your last statement, a quick intake of breath through my clenched teeth as I bite off any embarrassing noises, legs kicking out, to try to knock you off-balance, prepared to roll away, adding my second hand to join in the foray for freedom; jaw remains clenched, silence all the while, aside from a small grunt of exertion, now and then.*
 
(Just so you know I'm in front of you haha)
A grin forms on my face as I sense your nervous reactions. "Aww what's wrong? Why are you struggling?" I continue whispering. As my fingers reach the top of your neck I rake my nails back down your spine. I burry my face in your neck and lightly nibble along your collar bone as I pull you in closer.
 
(Just so you know I'm in front of you haha)
A grin forms on my face as I sense your nervous reactions. "Aww what's wrong? Why are you struggling?" I continue whispering. As my fingers reach the top of your neck I rake my nails back down your spine. I burry my face in your neck and lightly nibble along your collar bone as I pull you in closer.

('Kay, thanks for the clarification)
*Hearing the question, a deadpan expression colours my face. Still squirming, I'm thankful you've at least stopped teasing my spine (which is not a safe area to 'tease', mind you :glare); your teeth starting to nibble on my collar bone, a pitiful squeal vies for sound, caged in the back of my throat, my jaw getting a workout, trying to shove down the rising torrents of nervous little giggles bubbling up.*
Not-! Shaddit! *I dare to bite out, my arms locking against either shoulder, pushing my upper-body away from your face, my knees darting up, lodging into you midsection, trying to 'distract' you enough (if nothing more substantial) to allow me to 'return the favour.' 😉*
 
('Kay, thanks for the clarification)
*Hearing the question, a deadpan expression colours my face. Still squirming, I'm thankful you've at least stopped teasing my spine (which is not a safe area to 'tease', mind you :glare); your teeth starting to nibble on my collar bone, a pitiful squeal vies for sound, caged in the back of my throat, my jaw getting a workout, trying to shove down the rising torrents of nervous little giggles bubbling up.*
Not-! Shaddit! *I dare to bite out, my arms locking against either shoulder, pushing my upper-body away from your face, my knees darting up, lodging into you midsection, trying to 'distract' you enough (if nothing more substantial) to allow me to 'return the favour.' 😉*

I realize that your starting to break as unintelligible speech begins to flow from you lips. As your shoulders push me away I use my tongue to lick along your neck right under ear. I then use my hand around your waist to begin squeezing your hip. I tense my core and move my body back as you bring up your knees, before using my legs to sweep yours, hoping to make you fall as you squirm in my arms.
 
I realize that your starting to break as unintelligible speech begins to flow from you lips. As your shoulders push me away I use my tongue to lick along your neck right under ear. I then use my hand around your waist to begin squeezing your hip. I tense my core and move my body back as you bring up your knees, before using my legs to sweep yours, hoping to make you fall as you squirm in my arms.

*I tense, making a sound similar to being burned as your tongue lick my neck, my closest shoulder rising to my ear, trying to rub the sticky ewwness away from my ear. Focussing on trying to get your tongue away, a surprised 'eek!' sound out from your little squeeze, jerking wildly to the one side, my legs jutting out to try to make up for the sudden increase in distance, mid-way, trying to slip through your grasp once I notice I'm starting to slip, mental preparations readying should something 'unpleasant' start to next occur. :angry*
 
*I tense, making a sound similar to being burned as your tongue lick my neck, my closest shoulder rising to my ear, trying to rub the sticky ewwness away from my ear. Focussing on trying to get your tongue away, a surprised 'eek!' sound out from your little squeeze, jerking wildly to the one side, my legs jutting out to try to make up for the sudden increase in distance, mid-way, trying to slip through your grasp once I notice I'm starting to slip, mental preparations readying should something 'unpleasant' start to next occur. :angry*

I move my head away from your neck and begin moving my hand up the back of your shirt once again walking my nails along your spine hoping for a greater reaction than earlier. " You seem to be getting quite frustrated. Am I not tickling you enough?" I ask teasingly. My other hand stops squeezing and lightly begin to spider along you hip. I then use my weight to fall backwards seeing as how your reluctant to fall yourself.
 
*puts away my iPod* Well, this'll be interesting. *watches you two* if you want any help, I'm happy to give it.
 
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