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Tickle Temptation - part 1
You’re sitting in the corner of your friend’s living room, sipping on a glass of wine and watching the party unfold around you. The music is loud, and people are laughing and chatting excitedly. You can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy as you see everyone else having fun while you sit alone, wishing you could let loose like them.
You wake up with the sun streaming through the window, casting a warm glow over the guest room where you spent the night with Ashton. His body is pressed against yours, and you can feel his breath on your neck as he sleeps peacefully. Taking a moment to appreciate the intimate setting, you trace your fingers along his skin, leading to playful tickling. Ashton lets out a soft laugh, half-asleep but enjoying your touch. ‘Morning,’ he murmurs, opening his eyes and smiling at you. ‘Did you sleep well?’ ‘I did,’ you reply, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks as you remember last night’s activities. ‘How about you?’ ‘Best sleep I’ve had in a while.’ Ashton’s fingers intertwine with yours, and he pulls you closer. ‘I had a great time with you last night. Thank you for indulging my… kink.’ He laughs nervously. You smile reassuringly. ‘It was fun. I never knew tickling could be so erotic.’ ‘Yeah, it’s not something I share with just anyone,’ Ashton admits, his eyes meeting yours. ‘But there’s something about you that made me want to open up.’ ‘I feel the same way,’ you confess, your heart racing. ‘There’s a side of me that I don’t show many people either.’ Ashton raises an eyebrow, intrigued. ‘Oh? Care to share?’ You blush and shake your head. ‘Maybe another time.’ He chuckles, leaning in for a kiss. It starts off soft but quickly deepens as you both get lost in the moment. When you finally pull away, you’re both breathless. Ashton runs his fingers through your long, blonde hair, tucking a stray strand behind your ear. ‘I want to spend more time with you,’ he says earnestly. ‘Not just for the tickling – although that’s definitely a bonus – but because I really like you.’ Your heart swells at his words. ‘I like you too, Ashton. A lot.’ He grins, his blue eyes sparkling. ‘Good. Now how about we get some breakfast? I’m starving.’ You nod in agreement and climb out of bed, wrapping yourself in a soft robe that was left for you. Ashton throws on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, and the two of you head to the kitchen. As you cook together, you engage in flirty banter and share stories about your lives before meeting each other. Internal dialogue reveals your thoughts and feelings about the night before and your growing attraction towards one another. The dynamic between you continues to develop as you become more comfortable with each other, allowing for playful teasing and flirting. However, there is still an underlying sense of vulnerability due to the intimate nature of your shared secret. After breakfast, Ashton suggests giving you a massage to help you relax. You agree, and he leads you back to the guest room, where he sets up a comfortable space for the massage. As Ashton’s strong hands work their magic on your tense muscles, you feel yourself melting into the bed. His touch is firm yet gentle, and you can’t help but let out a contented sigh. During the massage scene, Ashton confesses his fears about sharing his tickle fetish with others and how grateful he is that you have accepted him for who he is. You reassure him of your support, and the two of you continue your sensual morning together with a newfound understanding and appreciation for each other. Finally, Ashton asks if you’d like to spend the day together, exploring the city and getting to know each other better. You eagerly agree, excited to see where this new connection will lead.