[Really, it's Mako's fault because she said it was like having a dog in bed, because of how much he likes to snuggle and how it doesn't matter where he goes to sleep, he will end up with his arm around her somehow and his face pressed to her shoulder, arm, belly, boobs, anything really. So long as he's as close as he can get to her and it doesn't matter how hot it is outside, every morning, there he is.
She makes that comment and he's feeling kinda bratty this morning, because she brings out the old Raleigh, the cocky kid on top of the world, who smiles easily and gives affection freely. So he pins her down and starts going for her neck, biting and kissing and does that tickle, Mako? Oh let him go back to that spot and give it extra attention.]
[Yeah, yeah, it's all Mako's fault - but it's not like she lied. He's an overgrown puppy sometimes, but she never says it with anything other than humour and affection, because you know what, she loves dogs. She loves dogs, and then more than that she loves Raleigh. Even when he makes her sweat unnecessarily during the night with his intensive spooning, or when she can't go through two pages of a book on the couch without his head winding up in her lap.
She wouldn't let him, if she didn't like the warmth it brings. But right now, she fears she's made a mistake. The exact moment she realises it is when he nuzzles into a spot and a sound comes out of her mouth, like laughter and a croak, followed by more laughter.] No - bad Raleigh -
[Raleigh laughs against her skin, can't really help it because Mako just makes him that ridiculously happy and that gross and the way she says that, like he's actually a dog. Well, that just earns her another nip to the spot he knows is ticklish by now, the way she's squirming and the noises she's making.]
Bad - [Ah, hell, it's a futile attempt anyway; she's a goner now, squirming under his weight while the tickling keeps happening. She is going to send him to the corner for this - no kisses for an hour! A day!
[Yeah, he'd really like to see her try and enforce that, no kisses for two days. He'd give it an hour before one of them caved and it'd probably be him but he's not very good at following the rules.
Raleigh smiles in triumph when she makes that noise and considers that winning enough. At least to stop attacking the same spot and move on to another place along her jaw.]
[The laughter dies off into a little sigh of relief, her fingers unfurling from where they've got him tightly grabbed. She relaxes a little, which means mostly that she pants quietly for air and hopes he doesn't start all over.]
[Oh well, in that case--Raleigh is still exploring her neck, aiming for another ticklish spot but if she just keeps on panting in his ear, he won't be upset about that.]
[Now, see, the sound that comes out next isn't like laughter caused by tickling at all; it's low in her throat and breathless, taken by surprise. Like Mako is, when he reaches that spot that sends a zing of heat through her, and has her panting in his ear some more.]
[He's smarter than he looks, he knows the moment her voice changes, and he's as easily distractable as he looks, so what if instead of finding ticklish spots, he finds all the ones that make her sound like that.
Good? Yeah, he thought so.
Raleigh nips at her skin, just to see what happens.] So am I? The first one really?
Yes- [Breathless, quiet. She has somehow managed to let her hand find its way into his hair, fingers buried into it at the back of his head. Neck tilted to the side is one way of saying there, because right there. There's another little sound like that, and her skin feeling prickly everywhere.]
[He likes her hand in his hair, likes her digging her fingers into it, likes the noises that she's making, likes pretty much everything that's happening right now. Likes that he's the first one to do this. He doesn't really have a possessive streak but there's something about being the first one with this beautiful, amazing woman, that he just wants to do everything with her and never stop.]
Awesome. [said right before he kisses her good and proper, full on the mouth.]
[Well. Not that he's asked her, but she'd say that the feeling is mutual as far as doing everything with him as well. Sometimes she doesn't remember the last time she laughed as often and honestly as she does when around Raleigh, sometimes she remembers it with distinct clarity (remembers how long ago it had been for him, too).
There's no asking for forgiveness for the way she kisses him back, soft little nips and small little sighs pressed against his mouth, smiling through it.]
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She makes that comment and he's feeling kinda bratty this morning, because she brings out the old Raleigh, the cocky kid on top of the world, who smiles easily and gives affection freely. So he pins her down and starts going for her neck, biting and kissing and does that tickle, Mako? Oh let him go back to that spot and give it extra attention.]
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She wouldn't let him, if she didn't like the warmth it brings. But right now, she fears she's made a mistake. The exact moment she realises it is when he nuzzles into a spot and a sound comes out of her mouth, like laughter and a croak, followed by more laughter.] No - bad Raleigh -
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[Raleigh laughs against her skin, can't really help it because Mako just makes him that ridiculously happy and that gross and the way she says that, like he's actually a dog. Well, that just earns her another nip to the spot he knows is ticklish by now, the way she's squirming and the noises she's making.]
Do it again?
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One laugh turns into a snort.
No kisses for two days!]
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Raleigh smiles in triumph when she makes that noise and considers that winning enough. At least to stop attacking the same spot and move on to another place along her jaw.]
Have you always been ticklish?
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No-one has dared to try and test it before.
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No one?
[Is he really the first one?]
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Raleigh...[What were you asking?]
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Good? Yeah, he thought so.
Raleigh nips at her skin, just to see what happens.] So am I? The first one really?
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First - only.
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Awesome. [said right before he kisses her good and proper, full on the mouth.]
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There's no asking for forgiveness for the way she kisses him back, soft little nips and small little sighs pressed against his mouth, smiling through it.]