Scuttle Buttin'
Demons at bay
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- Apr 27, 2003
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*Damn it all to hell! Her weakness of being tickled nearly melts all capacity to fight back as she crumples up with gasping giggles. Partially curling into a ball doesn't help, so with a vice grip on the pillow she whacks again and digging her heels into the ground bucks her hips up.* Stoooooppppp!
*He's laughing still, but also watching, waiting until the pillow is released so he can snatch it up. Tickling with a purpose! He's thrown off balance when she bucks under him, pitching forward. Fingers stop tickling long enough for him to throw his arms out by her shoulders and regain his balance, and once obtaining it his fingers head back for her sides to begin his assault anew*