Orchid Chapter 1 - Arboreal Whispers
His voice intermingled with the winds, tickling my ears just as his gaze tickled my cheeks red. when he spoke, it was just like the karabawenyo townspeople. that fluid, formal, and deep grasp of the local language.
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As a guide, consider this: themes and kinks i _will_ write about: orgasm denial/edging; ruined orgasms; light and moderate bondage; vibrators; tickling; tight, sheer clothing/rubber/vacbeds; musk/sweat; magic/fantasy elements.
A Passage of Time
Tiny voices lowered to a conspiratorial whisper tickled his ears and the words brought a familiar blend of exasperation and amusement into his slowly waking thoughts. "blue was better." "uh-uh, purple is prettier."
Wasteland Survivor – A Voice From Heaven - ch5
"because i would do this to you if you didn't take me" and i attempted to tackle her and inflict some tickle torture, but her reflexes were getting better and my speech gave me away, i was left hovering mid-air with phantom hands tickling me all over
Chapter 26: An Angel
He tickled his daughter, told her anecdotes, teased that he would throw her over his knee, and pretty much spent the day embarrassing her as much as a father can embarrass his teenage daughter.
Dark Growlithe - Chapter 13
Dark growlithe sighed, pretending to find the idea troublesome, "but you're all sweaty and you're ticklish and squirm around and-" "please!" pleaded cream. "fine, fine," muttered dark growlithe giving in.
Chapter Two
A slight tickling across his chest brought his hand up reflexively to brush off whatever was touching him, only to find another hand beneath his slender fingers. slightly startled, he turned his head, looking directly into a gentle blue gaze.
Chapter Twenty (Wendell)
I tickle him on the side and he laughs. he struggles but he knows that he's not going to escape my grasp. "you enjoy being a vulnerable fox don't you?" "yes!!!" i cried as i continue to tickle him. "such a cute laugh.
A Perfect Winter Holiday
There was no painful hangover as the friendly, golden beams of the sun started to dance on ty, tickling his cheek with all of the warmth and gentleness of a mother's caress.
Obamon Meal 5
As she proceeded to tickle kill she was slowly working her own magic on him, fattening him up little by little.
Chapter Ten - The First Step To Victory
"that tickles!" "our tongues are rough like sandpaper... how does it tickle..." bolt mumbled under his breath. "um, yeah, so me and bolt are going to go do some... things... because this training isn't for us, so..." he said as he frowned.
Chapter Three *The Watcher*
More sinister delight tickled the dark, faceless figure. "watching your family die?" the leopard in the cell jumped, leaped to his feet and pressed what was left of his body to the metal bars and tried to reach for the figure. "leave them! please!