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laughter descends into chuckles as luke finally slows down… hm.
——tim chooses to exploit the window.
locking his legs around his waist, thighs tightening around him as he jerks
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"giving up so quickly didn't had time to pull the big guns?"
His laugh is contagious, he can't fight off the smile on his own face, nor the thrust in response to the legs around him.
Tickling hands became gentler, more seductive and slow while maintaining playfulness.
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even if briefly. ‘ don’t—— ’ finally turning over, all while grabbing a pillow &&. whacking him with it in the face.
‘ ——say my name like that… jesus. ’
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his heart skips, it’s only natural. and no matter how hard he tries he can’t help but grin all giddy. butterflies.
lightly &&. absentmindedly rolling his hips into the mattress.
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“ come on. . . 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘺 ”
Hands roll up the back of his shirt ever so lightly. Pressing slow kisses into his lower back —- ignoring half his body hanging off the bed in doing so.
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╱. hi, coming back after a whiiile will put up a starter call soon enough, but pls don’t hesitate to throw any kinda interactions my way——both old &&. new moots. 🤍🙏
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he squirms that bit more, haphazardly trying to tug from his hold… legs pressing against the sizes of luke’s hips in his attempts.
‘ okayokayOKAY——please! hah, i get it! ’
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Taking the squirming hands and pinning them above his head, his merciless attack has no show if stopping or slowing down.
"Its the perfect trap, babyboy" oh, oh. His hand has breached inside his shirt, playful fingers now I'm direct contact with Tim's skin.
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‘ wh——. ’ yeah, he’s ticklish. laughter bursts from him, and there’s instant (albeit frantic) attempt to wriggle out from under him. tim goes red.
‘ YOU’RE CHEATING—!! ’
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