Sigh.. I genuinely hate lee moods with a burning passion. What do you mean that I want absolutely wrecked to the point to where Iām begging for mercy, but deep down I donāt want it to stop?
Like sometimes all I can imagine is somebody pinning me down with my arms above my head, then slowly reaching down and scratching at my underarms.. once I start laughing, they whisper teases to me such as āAwh, your laughter is so adorable!~ I could just tickle you all day..~ā
then once Iām caught off guard they blow a raspberry on my neck, sending me into endless giggles and snorts.. I then will kick, but the ler is quick.., Whenever I try to kick, they switch tactics and grab my ankles, putting them in an arm lock..(I know Iām doomed). They then slide their nail down my foot, which makes me squirm endlessly, trying to escape, but the ler is too strong + my body is too weak from laughing.
I start stuttering from embarrassment and because I canāt stop laughing, so I canāt think straight. The ler knows that theyāre breaking me slowly..but surely. Of course, Iām a provoking lee, so I insult the ler by saying that ātheyāre weakā or that āthis is nothingā.., but deep down Iām almost completely helpless.
The ler then moves away from my feet and sat on my legs, resting their hands on my hips. When they start squeezing my hips, I squeak like a mouse because it catches me so off guard and my hips are like.. a horrible spot. Of course, Iām still over there yelling insults at the ler, because what else am I supposed to do? Like.. I have a reputation guysš. But.. the ler doesnāt like that, so they use their right hand to squeeze my right hip, while using their left hand to tickle behind my knees. This is where I break.. I beg and beg for them to stop, promising to be good and to be nicer..
The ler then says āWhat? You have to say that more clearly. I canāt understand you underneath all of those cute giggles.ā I hide my face in embarrassment, slowly turning red from being so flustered by the teases. I beg and beg for them to stop once more. They then lift their hands away from me, agreeing to finally stop. I mumbled something under my breath, but the ler doesnāt tickle again, instead.. they wiggle their fingers right above my tummy. I giggle out of nervousness because well.. I was just wrecked. I yelled āIām sorry!ā in fear, and then they stopped. They rubbed my tummy instead.. did it fluster me? Oh absolutely. Did I love every second..? Yesā¦
Anyways, yeah.. this is a day of my lee moods. Have a good dayš„¹