So, I have to ask. Does anyone ever use that as a pick up line on you? You know...did you just cast a spell on me? Because I'm feeling the magic between us.
[And that encourages him to put both of his arms around her, one over her shoulders and the other around her waist. You know, just in case she decided to change her mind and go for the cookies.]
[She lets out the faintest squeak as he envelops her in his arms, laughing. Her arms are pinned to her sides in the process, keeping her from retaliating in any way.]
[Not that she was particularly ticklish...no more than the average person, at least...but the way his fingers danced across her sides and stomach, it was enough to leave even her squirming.]
Ahh~! No fair, no fair!
[In between vain attempts at catching her breath, she twisted and pushed against him, hoping to escape. No such luck.]
[In all her twisting, about two inches of her stomach were exposed when her shirt rode up. Leaving her even more vulnerable and tickling. She shrieked when he hit bare skin, attempting to pull at least one of her arms free.]
[It took a full twenty seconds, but eventually she managed to get her left hand in a proper position to fight back. Alternating between smacking at his hands and reaching for his stomach. Still gasping for air in all the hysterics.]
[It was one thing when he was tickling her side, it's another another when he begins to tickle her bare skin. His cheeks turn a little red and he's partially distracted, so it makes it a lot easier for her to fight back.
He's still laughing and then he almost...almoooost lets out a squeak of his own but manages to squash it, when she tickles his stomach. At this point the two look pretty ridiculous and he's laughing so much that he's not really paying attention to what he's doing.
He ends up losing his balance and off the couch they go!]
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You were the chosen one! It said you would troll Artemis, not join her! You were to bring humor to the team, not destroy me.
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Besides, who said I wasn't going to have a little fun myself? I have spells.
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You have no idea.
Every boy at my school thinks he's clever.
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You have a point there.
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See the dilemma?
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[And that encourages him to put both of his arms around her, one over her shoulders and the other around her waist. You know, just in case she decided to change her mind and go for the cookies.]
Cookies or...this is a hard choice.
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[Not that she was particularly ticklish...no more than the average person, at least...but the way his fingers danced across her sides and stomach, it was enough to leave even her squirming.]
Ahh~! No fair, no fair!
[In between vain attempts at catching her breath, she twisted and pushed against him, hoping to escape. No such luck.]
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[Cackles as he continues to tickle her. Though he is also laughing on top of his obnoxious cackling.]
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[In all her twisting, about two inches of her stomach were exposed when her shirt rode up. Leaving her even more vulnerable and tickling. She shrieked when he hit bare skin, attempting to pull at least one of her arms free.]
[It took a full twenty seconds, but eventually she managed to get her left hand in a proper position to fight back. Alternating between smacking at his hands and reaching for his stomach. Still gasping for air in all the hysterics.]
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He's still laughing and then he almost...almoooost lets out a squeak of his own but manages to squash it, when she tickles his stomach. At this point the two look pretty ridiculous and he's laughing so much that he's not really paying attention to what he's doing.
He ends up losing his balance and off the couch they go!]
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