can you do the imagine for me with michael? thanks :) x
"Michael! michael stop! Please!" you wheeze between fits of laghter as michael continues to assault you in the form of tickling. His fingers are lodged between your ribs and he's straddling your waist, pinning you down to the floor.
"not until you admit that i am better than you at video games!" he huffs, a wicked grin plastered to his beautiful face. You never want to see him sad. "Never!" you yell, trying to flip over and escape his towering frame. "Do it or i wont stop!" his tickling gets more intense and starts to make his way to feet and no not the feet. "ok ok! fine! michael clifford is better at video games than i am!" you admit, although you now in your mind that you can totally kick his ass.
He stops tickling you and instead turns his grip into a soft caress down your torso, his tongue flicking out and licking his lips. "See, that's all you had to do," he says smugly. He kisses you chastely and hops off, speeding down the hallway and into the living room to set up another game.