i made a drabble 🤑🤑
okay this was inspired by the request i sent to @manictickles a little bit ago, so yes, i was the “let me ask you this” anon 😩😩 (but yes, pls check out their blog theyre literally one of my favorite writers on tumblr !!)
also, ive discovered i have 0 idea how to title things, so im just going to leave this here:)
Ler!Spencer
Lee!Reader
“so i've noticed you get jumpy when my hands are near specific areas of your body; let me ask you this y/n, are you ticklish?”
you froze like a deer in headlights and looked at him blankly, trying not to expose any body language that he could use to his advantage to profile you. sadly, you cannot stop the embarrassed blush evading your face.
“uh.. I- what did you say?”
“you're answering the question with another question to buy yourself time to come up with an answer that won't get you tickled, leading me to believe that i've already figured out the answer without you having to tell me. Your body language has also given it away considering you blushed almost immediately. But in conclusion, yes. you, federal agent y/n l/n, are in fact, ticklish. and i'm assuming based on your very flustered reaction that you may even be more sensitive than the average person, correct?”
“wait wait wait spencer i-” you say, slowly inching away from him toward the edge of the couch, embarrassingly red, and struggling to conceal a smile already.
“y/n, it's too late now. besides, you tried to lie to me, so now id say that youre just getting what you deserve!” he says with his fingers spidering deviously out in front of him.
once youve backed up all the way against the couch, you grab hold of his thin wrists to try and hold his hands back.
“im gonna get youuu~” he teases, with the intent that it will make this even worse for you.
already giggling, you try to pry his hands away from your sensitive torso.
“awe, youre so cute! youre already laughing and i haven’t even touched you.. yet!
unfortunately, the giggles that are already shaking your body cause your muscles to weaken, then allowing spencer to dig right into your sides, jolting your nervous system.
“nonono spehehehence hahahaha!”
you twist away beneath him and bury your face into your hands unable to hide your laughter any longer.
“awe cmon, don't try to hide from me!”
he says stopping for a moment, pinning your wrists above your head to the end of the couch.
hes got you pinned as he straddles your waist, and youre face to face. his mesmerizing brown eyes gaze into yours, and your face gets hot as your redness deepens even further. you have never felt so close to him.. and you had nearly forgotten about the rest of the world. but in a flash, spencers eyes leave yours, and before you know it, he blows a gigantic, torturous raspberry just below your jawline. you squeal and kick in protest of the playful torture, denying the fact you loved every second of it.