Ticklish (A CheshireRedArrow Drabble)

                Jay grinned, crawling closer to his girlfriend who was more or less ignoring him for some ridiculous romantic comedy. Saying her name and getting no response he rolled his eyes and pouted, his dear Pinky couldn’t care less that he had ditched class today to be with her. Well, maybe he’d have to show her that he was better than some movie that was making her cry, but how to do it? Continuing to crawl towards her his eyes widen in realization and quietly he places a kiss on her cheek, getting her attention he pulls her into a deep kiss his hands gently resting at her sides. Getting her full attention he grins wickedly and begins to tickle her sides, pulling away from the kiss he can’t help but smile at how her face changes, now a ridiculous grin and blush covering her face.

                Giggling and squealing she tried to escape his grasp, becoming more and more breathless as each second passed. Her legs gently trying to push him away, she never should have let him know that she was so ticklish; it was going to be the death of her and she knew it. Attempting to regain control of her limbs she tried to push him away, her face now aching from smiling so much, deciding that if she couldn’t get him to stop she’d have to beg.

                Snickering he looked at her now shining blue eyes and flushed face, amused at her attempts to push him away. She was going to have to do better than that, his hands drifting to her stomach he began to tickle her more harshly, enjoying the sounds that came from her lips. His grin only spread as he heard her start to beg for him to stop, there was no way that he was going to let her forget this any time soon. Jokingly he couldn’t help but egg her on, what? He couldn’t hear her.

                Whining she tried to pull herself away realizing that he was playing with her, there was no way that she was going to let him win. She had some pride left and letting Jay know that won wasn’t going to happen. His tickling resuming she couldn’t help but want to cave, her attempts to push him away weren’t working. Biting her lip she pleaded with him again – anything, she’d do anything if he’d just stop.

                Brightly smiling his hands retreated from the toned canvas of her stomach. Anything? He was going to have fun with this. His lips ghosting over hers, he chuckled, at least he had her full attention now, he gently kissed her still amused at the color of her face and the fast pace of her chest falling and rising. Pulling away he smiles gently, this was why he was willing to do everything he did; nuzzling his face into her neck he kisses her gently there.

                Her face blazed a bright red. The ass, he’s the only person on the face of the earth able to make her do that. Lacing her fingers in his hair she sighed, hoping to regulate her breathing she took deep breaths, her sides and face ached, laughing was more of a work out then actual patrol, gently running her fingers through his hair she sighed, more content now than ever before.

                That was until their front door opened and Olivia stood there, Christmas gifts in hand. Her eyes glancing over the scene the two of them quickly scrambled apart. Well, there went that peaceful December afternoon.