That makes his whole face flush and he doesn't quite manage to swallow a moan, low and liquid, burying his face against your shoulder and biting lightly as his hips jerk slightly into your touch, his whole body shivering electrically.
"No," he manages, turning his face into your throat. "...no, I'm not ticklish."
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"No," he manages, turning his face into your throat. "...no, I'm not ticklish."