tickleeshnicolee

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apologizes too much lee 🤝 “i’m gonna tickle you every time you apologize” ler

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holy fck this internship thing is killing me and its just the 4th month!!! occupational therapy is fcking hard why did i even choose this program😫

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dsm-vi just came out. it says all my dreams are visions and also that im a special princess

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gods greatest punishment was putting 1 trillion cool rocks on earth and no one with eyes big enough to see them all

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a few minutes in and i am DONE

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people who can read DNI — ♡ ⁂ ✦

I adore a good chase — especially if it’s a long chase over a short distance and an even shorter period of time. So when I run from you? Don’t follow. It sounds crazy, I know — you’re itching to get your hands on me after I’ve pushed your last button, so much so that you lunged at me and I stumbled backwards, making an escape…however futile.

Instead — give me a smirk. Let it widen your lips and narrow your eyes so much so that I feel like a predator’s prey once I catch your gaze, having been unable to keep from looking back. Stand up straight, face me…and walk. Walk like it’s nothing — saunter, sway. Stalk. Sing my name; a warning.

“Come. Here.”

My breath will catch; my eyes will glass over as I gulp, nervous giggling bubbling up from the pit of my stomach. I’ll regret wearing such minimal layering of clothing as my ticklish body tingles in need of your fingers below every thread.

Raise your eyebrows, taunt me with your body language — poised, agile…too built for my destruction than to partake in silly games. Cross your arms — you’re waiting.

My shoulders will shake in suppressed laughter; I’m already feeling the electricity your presence brings teasing my nerves. But still, I’ll step forward. Into the mouth of the shark all too willing to bite down hard.

Now — punish me for running.

[tickleeshnicolee]

No mercy for naughty girls.

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Reaction when he gets to her sides.

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And now because you’ve been a bad girl and couldn’t hold still, you have to be tied down. 

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“Squirming wont get you anywhere but being tickled longer”

“AHAHA IM SORRY MASTER I CAHAHANT HELP IT”

“Maybe you need an extra 30 minutes to train your self control”

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Too sensitive.

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Your ler bracing your head to the side as they slowly trace a feather around your ear.

With a taunting purr in their voice,

“Shhh, you’re so ticklish and I’m barely doing anything.”

[tickleeshnicolee]

a few minutes in and i am DONE

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While cuddling, their hand moves across your tummy, making you gasp. You freeze, waiting to see if they noticed your reaction. You jump slightly, feeling their breath across the nape of your neck as they sigh amusingly. "Did you really think I didn't catch that?" They ask with a smile in their voice. "You really are too ticklish for your own good." They tease as the sounds of your laughter soon fill the room.

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Ticklish sides 😍

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bitches see a text and are like ‘ill reply when i have the social and emotional energy for it’ and then forget about it for a week....anyway i’m bitches