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( it's difficult to not make too much noise when that's all he wants to do but they should at least be a little quiet. he thinks they can do that.

maybe.

when she goes for his ear, he laughs at how ticklish it is and shivers before rolling until he ends up on top of her, covering her body with his. )

Tsk. Now I have to get you back for that.

[ laughter, like so many things, is contagious, and annie finds herself biting her lip to stifle her own laughter. frenchie is actually cute when he laughs and annie can’t resist craning her neck from beneath him to nibble the spot on his neck just below his ear. ]

So sensitive…

[ she raises her arms above her head, resting on the pillow, and smiles up at him. ]

I dare you to get back at me.

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You dare me?

( oh, that sounds like a challenge. and he does like a challenge especially one like this. he hums, not doing anything just yet. )

You do realize that I will get back at you if you're going to dare me. I cannot resist a dare.

[ annie could not be smiling any wider. she cranes her neck to kiss him in the middle of all of their mischief. her arms wrap around his shoulders loosely. ]

That’s funny. All I hear is talk.

[ she smirks devilishly, all but uttering the phrase double dog dare. if she can spur him on, she will. annie knows the power of words. ]

( well, she isn't wrong about that, he is definitely talking. he likes to talk and he likes to talk to her but she has challenged him and he must rise up to that.

so, with a tilt of his head and a little smirk, he waits a second longer and then he'd kissing her roughly, pulling her against him and letting his tongue slide against hers greedily. )

[ leave it to frenchie to rise to the challenge. annie smiles into the smile, returning the gesture hungrily. who knew that mischief could lead to a kiss as satisfying as this one? annie isn’t laughing, now, though. while her tongue is exploring frenchie’s mouth, she manages to pull her panties down and toss them to the side so they land on the floor. multi-tasking. she’d have to put that on her next resumé.

she pulls away with mischievous intent. ]

Where else are you ticklish?

[ while her leg wraps around his waist, her fingertips dance lightly up his side, a playful glint in her eyes as she smiles at him. ]

Mon cher, do you really think I'd just tell you that? That's confidential information.

( that he knows she'd probably use against him if she were to find out. not that he thinks she won't find out but he's not going to tell her.

his focus is on the fact that she's taken her panties off and now he's going to try and sneak a hand between her legs. )

I am not telling.

[ annie moans softly as his hand snakes between her legs. she lifts her hips slightly, encouraging the touch. for a moment, any thought of tickling frenchie has gone by the wayside. she has other things to focus on. annie licks her lips and pulls her knees up slightly, eyes fixed on the mischievous frenchman on top of her. ]

I have ways of finding out… [ she murmurs breathily. ]

[ her fingers tickle him lightly just beneath his arms as her eyes watch him for any hint of a ticklish response. she bites her lip, smiling through it. ]

Are you really going to try and find where I'm ticklish at while I'm touching you?

( was multitasking that important to her? not that he minds all that much. he presses a few fingers between her legs while he blinks a few times at the touch near his eyes. )

Not ticklish there. Don't poke me in the eye, though. I might not be able to see where I'm touching you.

[ annie laughs breathlessly and shakes her head. ]

Mmm. No, not anymore. Never been the best at multi-tasking.

[ she gasps a breath as his fingers slip between her legs and looks at him with the neediest little halfsmile. her hands settle behind his head and pull him close to her. ]

More, please.

[ she kisses him hungrily, her tongue caressing his eagerly. ]

You can try and find out where I am ticklish at a later time.

( there will be time for that, he thinks. they don't need to do it all right now especially when his focus is solidly elsewhere.

frenchie doesn't move to press his fingers inside of her just yet, teasing her and letting her adjust while he smiles at her. )

Such good manners.

You better believe I will… [ she says in a voice that’s hoarse with need. ]

[ annie smiles up at him and whines desperately in a soft tone. already he has her so worked up. ]

You’re either a master of foreplay or just downright cruel… Are you gonna make me beg?

[ she kisses his jaw, then the corner of his mouth, then her mouth catches his in a deep, hungry kiss as if she’d been working up the energy for such a gesture. ]

Where is your patience, mon cher?

( not that his own patience is very deep but he likes the thought of her begging now that she's brought it up. )

Maybe if you say please I will go further than this.

[ she lets out a noise that makes her sound like an unhappy kitten and puts on a pout, looking up at frenchie. ]

Please, Frenchie? Will you please fuck me?

[ she rests a hand on his chest over his heart and rubs her thumb there for a moment while gazing into his eyes. ]

Well, that is going to happen. I just thought I would get you ready, wound up, before the main event, non?

( enjoy some foreplay and all. )

I like seeing you get desperate.

[ annie gives a languid smile and nods. ]

I like when you wind me up… You’re so good at it.

[ she lifts her head to kiss him, sucking on his lower lip. ]

I’m good at a few things…

[ very lightly, she trails her fingernails down his back. ]

I know you are.

( oh, he knows that very well and he can't help but smile at her to confirm that. he licks at his lips where she's kissed him before he hums. )

The question becomes do you want me to fuck you or should I start off with my mouth?

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