Touch Starved Prompts
@austerre
🤣 - tickles my muse
Her monthly always put a damper on her mood. The cramps, the fatigue and the emotional drops that came with it were always enough to make Wynn draw back into herself. It didn’t help that her anxiety always seemed to spike during these times too, bringing up insecurities that she normally would have been able to ignore. Such was the case here, as she lay curled up in bed under the covers with her DS abandoned on the nightstand. Needless to say, motivation was at an all time low, and even having Seto close by wasn’t helping to bring the brunette out of her funk.
Especially since her head was swirling with insecurities with hormonal insecurities that often accompanied her period. Did he really find her attractive? How could he? There were so many girls who were, well, better than she was, who were slimmer and more feminine in both appearance and personality. Those thoughts at her curling further into herself why her teeth found her bottom lip.
Even when she felt hands on her and heard Seto murmur her name, Wynn did little more than glance back over her shoulder at. As their gazes met, the girl saw his brows furrow, an expression that she recognized as the one that he often wore when he was trying to decide the best course of action to take. She felt one of his hands shift then, slipping down to her side, and for a moment, the girl couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. Lips parted to perhaps ask a question, or maybe to tell Seto that she was fine - truthfully, she wasn’t really sure herself.
Because the thought was lost as a gasp of surprise overtook her, followed by a startled laugh that soon wracked her body as a tickling sensation suddenly ran across her side, moving soon to her belly. Instinctively, Wynn found herself trying to wriggle away from his hands as gasping, breathless laughs left her writhing form. Was he-- was Seto-- ??
“Wh-Wha-- S-Set-t-to--” She could hardly get a word out, the sensation making it impossible to stop laughing. Attempts to move away her boyfriend’s hands were met with him simply drawing her closer, and it was clear that he wasn’t about to let her escape so easily.
“Oh G-God-- m-mercy! S-Seto, m-merc-cy-!”









