Summary: You’ve been decorating sugar cookies and trying to keep Dick’s paws off your cookies
Ler: Nightwing
Lee: Reader
Words: 432
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You were in the kitchen, carefully decorating a batch of sugar cookies. Your brows furrowed in concentration as you guided the piping bag across each cookie. The smell of vanilla and sugar filled the air, and a Halloween playlist was softly playing in the background.
Just as you finished the last swirl of frosting, the window creaked open and a familiar figure landed lightly on the floor. “Hey, you,” Nightwing greeted you with a grin. He tugged his mask off and let out a tired sigh. “Whatcha up to?”
You smiled and set the piping bag down on the counter. “I’m decorating cookies and trying really, really hard not to eat all of them before they’re done.”
He walked around the island and stood behind you. He slipped his hands on your hips and rested his chin on your shoulder. “Mmm, I see your struggle. They look dangerously good.”
“I’ve been working on them for hours. They’re almost too pretty to eat and they smell so good.” you said, admiring your artwork. All the cookies were decorated with different designs and colors. Cookies with bats, cats, ghosts, spiders, pumpkins, and a few more that represent Halloween.
Dick chuckled softly against your ear. “Well if they're that good then maybe I should do a quality check.” He said as he reached for a bat cookie. You gasped and smacked his hand. “Don’t you dare! Those are for tomorrow!”
“C’mon, one won’t hurt. You can always make more, right? That’s a perk of being a baker.” Dick said as his hand reached for a cookie again. “Dick Grayson, no!” You tried to block him but he smirked and changed his tactics. His hands darted to your sides and squeezed them rapidly, making you squeal and twist in his arms.
“Cheating? Oh no, no, no, this isn’t cheating. This is about justice.”
“Justice my ass! Ahahahahahahaha! Stohohohohohop!”
“Not until you surrender a cookie.”
You giggled nonstop, squirming against him as his fingers found one ticklish spot near your ribs. “Okay, okayehehehehe! Fihihihihihine! You can take one!”
He laughed and stopped tickling you. He stole a quick kiss on your cheek then stole a cookie. “Justice is mine.” “No, no, take one of the crappy looking ones. Like I said, those are for tomorrow.” You said, pointing to a cookie with a misshaping cat.
He snagged the cookie you pointed and took a bite. “Mmm. Sweet, buttery justice.”
You rolled your eyes. “You’re insufferable.” “Maybe but you love me.” He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his nose against your neck.
Natalie heard the door open which could only signal one thing.
"Dickie!" she quickly got up from where she sat, running over to her partner before stopping dead on her tracks. "Dick? What's wrong...?" her eyes drooped as instantly took notice of Dick's solemn expression.
He let out a shaky breath as he took off his mask. "Rough night..." he simply spoke as he dragged his legs over to you, picking you up with ease and carrying you over to the couch, where he settled you on top of his lap.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm here now" you smiled reassuringly as you caressed your soft fingers across his cheek. He couldn't help but smile back at the sweet gesture.
"Thank you, darling" he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, as his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck. His smooth hait brushing against sensitive skin.
"Pfft! Ehehe! Dick, that tickles..!" Natalie chortled out, trying to turtle away from the contact, but Nightwin's grip was too stubborn to get out of.
"I know. Maybe that's what I was going for...~" he grinned up at you cheekily before peppering yojr skin with soft, delicate kisses. Leaving a tinge of ticklishness behind with each peck.
"Nohoho! You jeherk!" Natalie tried pushing his face away, giggling all the while. Her laughter always managed to bring Dick out of his funk, no matter how hopeless it seemed.
He let out a mock gasp at your insult "Jerk?! Who are you fooling? We both know you like it~". His smile was innocent, and yet Natalie could feel her cheeks slowly turning the same shade as her hair.
"W-well, whatever..." you pouted playfully and crossed your arms.
"Oh? Does that mean I can keep going?~".
Before you could reply, Dick's fingers had started scribbling up and down your back as he blew small, 'lil raspberries all over your neck. His face lighting up as you squealed and wriggled all over his lap. This was his favorite way to spend those rought nights after patrol, and I think yours too~
A/N: This is my first time writing for a Nightwing fanfic and I absolutely loved writing this. I wanted to take a break from writing MHA fics for a little bit and I'm just going through a stressful time right now. So I hope ya'll like this
Summary: After waking from a nightmare about losing Nightwing, you’re still shaken when he stops by your apartment for a surprise visit. Sensing your distress, he insists on staying the night, trading patrol for peaceful cuddles and whispered reassurances. Until morning comes, and a little teasing about his cuddle game turns into full-on tickle punishment.
Ler: Nightwing
Lee: Reader
Words: 3,523
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It was getting close to midnight and you were still awake in your apartment, drinking hot tea and sitting on your couch. You couldn’t sleep just yet. Then you heard tapping on your window. You looked up to see what was tapping on your window and saw your hero boyfriend, Nightwing, hanging upside down outside. He waved to you with a smile.
You smiled softly as you got up from the couch to open the window for him. “You look cute from this angle,” he said.
“What are you doing, dork?” you asked, chuckling a bit. Nightwing swung into your apartment, doing a flip before he landed on his feet next to you. “I wanted to see you.” he said, his voice low and flirty as he took your hand and kissed the back of it.
“Well, I’m glad you came.” you said softly and stepped closer to him. You wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your forehead against his chest.
Nightwing smiled and wrapped his arms around you as well, pulling you close. He nuzzled his face into your hair, taking in your scent. “I missed you,” he muttered. “I could barely sleep last night, been thinking about you.”
“I missed you too, Dick.” you squeezed your arms a tad tightly around his waist.
He chuckled and held you tightly, running his hand along your back. “You know, if you squeeze any tighter, you might break me,” he teased.
“Sorry.” you loosened your arms around him.
He laughed and planted a kiss on the top of your head. “Don’t apologize. I like it when you hold onto me tightly,” he said. “But you’re awfully clingy tonight. What’s up?”
You looked up at him. “Like I said, I missed you.”
Nightwing smiled softly, clearly touched by your words. “I know, but you’re even more clingy than normal.” he ran his fingers through your hair, gently massaging your scalp.
You closed your eyes and felt relaxed against him from his little massage. “Mmm,” you hummed.
He chuckled, enjoying your reaction. He continued to stroke your hair, pulling you even closer to him with his hand on your lower back. “You really did miss me, didn’t you?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.
You nodded. “Mhm.”
He smiled and placed his fingers under your chin to tilt your face up to make you look at him. He looked down at you with a warm smile on his face. “You know you don’t have to worry about me, right? I always come back to you.” he said softly.
“Yeah, I know.” you said quietly. You were starting to feel emotional, you blinked a few times and rubbed your eyes.
Nightwing tilted his head slightly, noticing the slight change in your demeanor. “You tired?” he asked, still running his hand through your hair.
“No, I…” you sighed softly then took a moment before speaking again. “Dick, I had a nightmare the other night that you didn’t. I woke up and saw the city had gone dark then I saw your mask on the floor. It had a tear underneath the eye and had a blood splatter. It… it scared me.” you folded your arms over your chest and looked away from him.
His expression softened even more as he listened to your nightmare. He gently lifted your chin and forced you to look at him. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he said softly, rubbing his thumb over your cheek. “It was just a nightmare. I’m here. I’m alive. I’m not going anywhere.”
You hugged him again and buried your face in his chest.
Dick wrapped his arms around you again, holding you tightly against him. He rested his cheek on top of your head and spoke softly. “I promise you, nothing is going to happen to me. I’ll always come home to you, no matter what. I promise.”
You nodded. “Okay. I’m sorry.”
He chuckled and pulled back slightly so he could look down at you. “Don’t apologize. I know you worry about me and I understand why but I promise, I’m going to be okay.”
You nodded again, understanding his promise.
He smiled and planted a kiss on your forehead. “Come on. Let’s get you some sleep.” he said, picking you up by your waist and wrapping your legs around his hips as he carried you over to your bedroom.
“You’re staying here with me? You don’t have to go out again?” you asked as he gently settled you down on your bed.
Nightwing crawled into bed next to you and pulled you close to his chest. “No, I’m staying here with you. I’m all yours tonight, and I don’t plan on leaving your side.”
“Then… maybe you should change out of your suit. I don’t think it would be comfortable sleeping in it.” you suggested.
He laughed and nodded. “Yeah, you’re probably right. I’ll be right back.” he gave you a quick kiss before getting off the bed and heading into the bathroom to change.
A few minutes later, Dick emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt. He placed his costume neatly on the floor by the bed. He climbed back into bed and pulled you close once again. “Much better,” he said, nuzzling his face into your hair.
You smiled softly and cuddled up against his chest. “Thank you, Dick.”
He smiled, his heart swelling with affection at the way you said his name. He pulled you even closer, his arm wrapped around your waist and rubbing your back. “You don’t have to thank me. I’d do anything for you. You know that.”
“I feel like I’m asking you too much. Asking you to stay here all because I had a nightmare.”
Dick’s expression softened and he shook his head. “Hey, you’re not asking too much,” he said firmly. “I want to be here for you, always. And if that means staying here all night just because you had a nightmare, then that’s what I’m going to do. You’re important to me, and I care about you more than anything.”
He held you tighter. “And I don’t want you worrying about me, okay? I know that’s easier said than done but please, try not to worry. I’m here, I’m okay, and I’m not going anywhere.”
You sighed quietly. “I know, I know I get paranoid but it just sucks that I think of the worst if I don’t hear from anyone for a long time. I guess that I need to trust myself to let myself know that you’re okay.”
He nodded, understanding your anxiety. He ran his fingers through your hair, trying to soothe you. “It’s okay to worry. But I promise, I will always come back to you. I’ll always find my way back to you, no matter what.” he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.
You buried your face in his chest, you could faintly smell his cologne. “I trust you.”
Dick smiled, feeling a sense of relief at your words and continued rubbing your back. “Good. Because I trust you too. You’re my rock, you know that? You keep me grounded, keeping me sane. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
You smiled softly. “Yeah, what would you do without me?” you asked playfully.
He chuckled and planted a kiss on top of your head. “I’d be a complete mess, that’s for sure. I’d be lost without you, wandering the streets aimlessly or worse, I’d probably end up adopting every stray cat I came across.”
You chuckled softly. “A cat lady by 30.”
He laughed, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “Exactly. I’d be the cat man, surrounded by a dozen cats, and they’d all be bossy little brats. I’d need you to come and rescue me from their reign of terror.”
You chuckled again.
Dick smiled, enjoying the sound of your laughter. He pulled you closer, resting his chin on top of your head. “Seriously though, I can’t imagine my life without you. You mean everything to me. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m grateful for every moment we have together.”
“Me too.” you said softly.
He gently caressed your cheek, his touch tender and gentle. “Good. Because I love you, more than you know.”
“I love you too.”
His smile widened, his heart swelling with affection for you. “I don’t want to ever lose you. You mean the world to me. You are my world. And I will do everything I can to protect you, to make you happy, to make you feel loved. Always.”
He kissed the top of your head, his lips lingering for a moment. “Forever and always. You and me, against the world.”
“Forever and always.” you said quietly in his chest.
He placed another kiss on your forehead before resting his chin on top of your head. “Get some sleep now,” he said softly. “I’ll still be here when you wake up. I promise.”
“Okay.” you closed your eyes and felt relaxed enough to slip to sleep.
He held you close, his hand gently stroking your back. He watched you as you slowly drifted off to sleep, his heart swelling with love and protectiveness. As he lay there, feeling the steady rise and fall of your breathing against his chest, he silently vowed to always be there for you, to protect you and cherish you until the very end.
As the hours passed throughout the night, Dick remained awake, his gaze fixed on you. He was overwhelmed by a sense of gratitude of being able to hold you in his arms and knowing that you felt safe and loved. He gently brushed a stray lock of hair away from your face.
As the night wore on, he felt a deep sense of contentment wash over him. He may have been a superhero, a vigilante who fought crime and put his life on the line every night, but in this moment, he was just a man, completely enamored by the person he loved.
He let out a deep, contented sigh and kept holding you close. He closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into your hair, his senses filling with the scent of you, a scent that was uniquely yours, one that he knew he could never tire of.
As the first light of dawn crept through the window, he finally let himself relax. He was exhausted, but he refused to let go of you. He whispered your name one last time, his voice barely above a whisper. “I love you.” and with that, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that you were right there beside him, safe and sound, and that he would wake up and be able to see your face.
The sun continued to rise, casting a warm, golden light into the room. Dick slept peacefully, his arm draped over your side, his face soft and relaxed in slumber.
Surely enough, you stirred in your sleep and yawned softly, slowly waking up.
Dick’s eyes fluttered open at the sound of your yawn. He looked down at you, a soft smile spreading across his face as he watched you waking up.
“Morning.” he whispered, his voice gruff with sleep. He gently brushed a stray lock of hair away from your face to place it behind your ear.
“Morning.” you said softly. Your eyes were a little blurry from sleep and you were still groggy.
He smiled more as he saw your sleepy, drowsy expression. He gently lifted your chin so that your eyes met his. “Did you sleep well?” he asked, his voice low and husky with sleep.
You nodded. “I did. What about you?”
He chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with affection. “I slept alright, but there’s nothing quite like having you in my arms to make me sleep like a log.”
You chuckled quietly then stretched your arms out above your head with a groan and your spine arched.
His smile grew even wider at the sound of your laughter and watched you stretch from your sleep. He shifted slightly so that he was propped up on his side, his head resting on his hand. He watched you for a moment, his gaze roaming over your face, taking in each and every detail as if he couldn’t get enough of you. “You look so beautiful when you wake up.”
“Waking up with crazy bed head and feeling like I woke up in a different dimension is beautiful to you?” you asked jokingly.
Dick chuckled. “Of course. You could wake up with your hair sticking straight up and drool on your cheek and you’d still be the most beautiful person to me.”
You chuckled and shook your head. “I love you.”
His smile softened. “I love you too, more than anything.” he reached out and took your hand in his, lacing his fingers through yours. “I mean it, you know. You’re everything to me. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
He lifted your hand to his mouth and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it, his lips lingering for a moment longer than necessary, as if he couldn’t bear to let go.
You smiled softly as he kissed your hand.
He looked at you lovingly, his eyes filled with adoration. With a soft hum, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you on top of him, holding you tightly against him. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, deeply inhaling your scent.
“I could lie here with you all day,” he murmured, “Just holding you, feeling your heartbeat against mine.”
You smiled against him. “Mmm, me too.” you said softly.
Dick smiled and lazily ran his fingers through his hair. “We should probably get up at some point though… responsibilities and all that.”
“Nah, it can wait.” you snuggled more on top of his chest.
He chuckled softly at your response. “Oh yeah?” he teased, raising an eyebrow. “You just want to stay here in bed all day, huh?”
You nodded with a grin. “Well yeah, You’re just so comfortable right now.”
Another laugh rumbled from his chest. “Comfortable?” he repeated playfully. “Is that all I am to you? Just a human pillow?”
You smirked. “Mmm, more or less. A human mattress, a lumpy one too.”
His eyes widened in exaggerated offense and gasped dramatically. “Lumpy?!” he repeated, his voice filled with feigned outrage. “Did you call me lumpy? I’ll have you know, I am a perfectly comfortable, lumpy mattress. Just the right amount of fluff for your comfort.”
You giggled softly at his playfulness.
He grinned, clearly enjoying himself. He leaned in closer. “You think it’s funny to call me lumpy, huh? I’ll show you lumpy.” he suddenly rolled the two of you over, pinning you beneath him on the bed with a smirk.
You squeaked as he rolled on top of you. “Hey!”
He chuckled, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “Oh, don’t ‘hey’ me. You started this, calling me lumpy. Now you have to pay the price.” he leaned in closer, his face hovering just above yours. “I think you need a little bit of… punishment.” he pressed his body gently against yours, pinning you to the bed. Your wrists were quickly pinned above your head.
You widened your eyes and started to struggle underneath him. “Wait, Dick! No, no, no!” you said nervously and tried to pull your hands down from his grip, knowing exactly what was coming.
He leaned down with his mouth hovering near your ear. “I think a little bit of tickling is in order,” he whispered, his words sending a shiver down your spine. “Oh, did I say a little tickle? I meant… tickle attack!” his free hand darted to your side and started scribbling mercilessly.
You shrieked and squirmed helplessly underneath him. “Ahahahahahahahahahaha! Nohohohoho!” you tried to pull your hands down again but he was still overpowering you, after years of training, you were no match to his strength.
His smile widened even further as he danced his fingers up to your ribs, squeezing and lightly scratching. “Oh, you’re very ticklish, aren’t you? And you’re squirming so much, it’s adorable.”
You blushed from his teasing and kept squirming. “Ahahahahahahahahaha! Shut uhuhuhuhup!”
He chuckled as he rapidly squeezed your ribs. “And now you’re blushing. I suppose I’ll have to continue this until you’re bright red all over.”
You tried to roll over on your side to stop his hand but his body kept you from moving and blushed more. “Ahahahahahahahahahahaha stohohohohohop!”
“I don’t think I want to stop. I’m going to make sure you never forget how perfect I am as a mattress. I think it’s time to count your ribs.”
“No, Dick, don’t!”
He moved his hand at the bottom of your ribs and started rubbing his thumb against each one as he counted.
“One… two… three… four, oops, was that one extra ticklish?” he smirked, pressing a little firmer.
“NOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAP COHOUHOUHOUNTING!” you shrieked, tears forming at the corners of your eyes from the relentless laughing.
“Five… six… seven… ohhh, eight’s a bad one, huh?” he teased as he paused there and dug in with extra focus.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU’RE THE WOHOHOHOHORST!”
“Wow, you’re so squirmy,” he chuckled, his voice low and teasing as he moved his hand from your ribs to your side and gave playful squeezes.
He smirked, enjoying your squirming and laughter. He held you tight, refusing to let you move to get away.
“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere. You brought this on yourself by calling me lumpy. Now you have to pay the price.” and with that, he raised himself just enough to move his hand and dug his fingers into your belly.
“Ahahahahahahahaha! Dick! Nohohohohoho! Stahahahahap! I take it bahahahahack! I take it back!” you howled, still trying in vain to twist away.
“Hmm. That’s a start but I think you need to really mean it.” Without warning, his hand darted up and under your shirt, skittering his fingers all around your belly. You shrieked again, your hips jerking as his fingertips skated over your bare stomach and sides, making your laughter spike instantly.
“NOHOHOHOHO! NOT THEHEHERE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Oh yes, right here,” he teased. “Right where you’re the most ticklish. Tickle tickle tickle! My ticklish sweetheart.”
“I’M SOHOHORRY! I’M SOHOHORRY!” you cried, still laughing uncontrollably.
“Hmm. I don’t know,” he mused playfully. “I think you might need to apologize again. But this time, let’s see if you can say it while I do… this.” suddenly, he moved your shirt up and blew a raspberry right on the middle of your belly.
You threw your head back and screamed with laughter. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO! THAT’S SO MEHEHEHEAN!”
He smirked against your skin, enjoying your thrashing and loud laughter. “Oh, that one got you good. Should I do another?”
“NOHOHOHO! I CAN’T TAKE ANOHOHOHTHER ONE!”
But that just made him smirk more. He dipped his head and blew another raspberry, then immediately followed it with scribbling fingers along the sides of your belly and sides. You were gasping, laughing, and squirming so much you could barely breathe.
“DIHIHIHIHIHICK! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! YOU’RE NOT LUHUHUMPYEHEHEHE! YOU’RE NOT LUMPY! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Finally from what it seemed like forever, he stopped tickling you and looked down at you with a smirk still on his face. You lay there beneath him, breathless and flushed, giggles still escaping in little waves as your chest rose and fell, and tears of laughter formed at the corners of your eyes. He released your wrists and shifted his weight off you, settling beside you on the bed. “You okay?” he asked softly, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face.
You let out a breathy laugh. “Barely. You’re evil.”
He chuckled and leaned down, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Evil? Me? I just remember being called lumpy.”
You rolled your eyes with a grin. “I take it back, okay? You’re... delightfully squishy. The perfect balance of warmth and firmness.”
“Hmm. That’s more like it,” he murmured, nuzzling his nose against your cheek. He pulled you close again, this time cradling your head against his chest and sliding his fingers lazily up and down your arm. His other hand gently stroked to your back. “You know,” he whispered, “I think this might be my favorite sound in the world.”
“That little breathy giggle you do when you're trying not to laugh. Right before you lose it. It’s the cutest thing I've ever heard.”
You buried your face in his chest, laughing softly and blushed a bit. “You’re such a sap.”
“Yeah, well, I'm your sap.”
You smiled, feeling your heart skip a beat and reached down to link your fingers with his. “Yeah,” you whispered. “You are.”
The laughter was gone now, replaced by a quiet, glowing peace. With Dick’s arms around you, his warmth enveloping yours, it felt like the world had slowed down. And if it was up to either of you, it could stay like this for just a little while longer.
Summary: When Dick’s guilt threatens to ruin your night, you prove that sometimes a quiet movie and a few giggles are all it takes to make things right again
Ler: Nightwing
Lee: Reader
Words: 639
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You gathered all the snacks and drinks in your arms and made your way from the kitchen to the living room.
“You need any help?” Dick asked, watching you. “Nope.” You placed the snacks and drinks on the coffee table and sat down on the couch. Dick threw his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close to his side. “It’s been so long since we did this.” “Yeah, it has.” You replied.
You looked up and saw a different expression on his face. He frowned softly and looked down. “Dick? What’s wrong?” You asked. Dick let out a sigh. “It’s just… with everything that’s been going on, I feel like I haven’t been spending enough time with you. The patrols, Batman, the criminals going around, it’s all been too much and I couldn’t find a way to prioritize you a lot more. I know I’m making excuses but I don’t know how else to say it.” He turned his head away from you, like he was ashamed of himself to look at you. He felt like he didn’t deserve to be your presence.
“Dick,” you brought up to his face and made him turn back towards you. “Don’t think for a second that I’m mad or upset, I’m not. I know what you had to deal with and I know you had to grow up that made you who you are now. I know what I signed up for when we first got together. This isn’t something new. Yeah, it does hurt a little, I’m not going to lie but as long as we talk and tell each other what’s happening, everything is going to be fine. You’re okay, Dick. I still love you.”
As you gently reassured him, you were rubbing your thumb against his cheek, comforting him more. Dick’s face saddened more. “You make everything sound easy.”
“It won’t be easy but we’ll do it together.” You placed your hand on the back of his head and pulled him close to you.
Dick wrapped his arms around you tightly. “You’re too good to me.” He mumbled against your shoulder. “I mean every word, Dick. And now that we’re here in this moment, there’s no phone calls, no interruptions, just us together. Okay?”
Dick nodded. “Yeah, okay.” “Now how about we start this movie and fill up on junk food.” You smiled. Dick smiled back. “Yeah, sounds good.”
As you two watched a movie and chowed down on the snacks and drinks, Dick was feeling more content with you. He nuzzled his nose against your temple. “Thank you.” He said softly. You smiled. “You’re welcome.”
He kissed your temple before he buried his face in your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. “I love you.” He kissed your neck lightly. You chuckled softly, feeling a bit ticklish from his lips. “Dick,” “What is it? What’s with the giggles, chuckles?” he teased and smirked against your neck, knowing full well of the reason. He kissed your neck again, making you scrunch your shoulders up with a soft squeak. “Dihihick, quit it,”
“Aww, but you sound so cute,” he paused for a second as he thought up something. “You know, it’s been a while since I heard your cute laugh. Why don’t I fix that?”
Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you against his chest then tickled your ribs as he planted light rapid kisses on your neck and shoulder.
“Ahahahahahahahhahahaha, Dihihihihick!” You struggled in his arms and giggled loudly.
“What, giggle bug? You don’t like this? All I’m doing is giving you love, attention, and kisses.” He dug his fingers in your ribs and blew raspberries on the side of your neck.
