{ Nonverbal Starters }

Though she had seen his hands coming for her, she had not thought to defend herself from them – thinking, erroneously it appeared, that he had been about to adjust her stance again. She was having some dreadful trouble getting this one just right – and perhaps she had been focusing too hard, or maybe he was just in a mood to keep her on her toes, but when those skillful fingers of his danced along her sides it was all she could do not to buckle in shock! 

“Joji!” It was partly a cry of indignation, as much as it was a yelp of surprise, laughter bubbling up in it’s wake as she bowed forward and tried to escape him. To her dismay, he was of course much quicker, and only too easily maneuvered her close, fingers moving dexterously across her in ways that made her wriggle like a worm on a hook – and were she not so busy laughing at the sensations, she’d surely have been utterly mortified! 

By the end of it, she was half bowed over his arm, clutching to him for support as she caught her breath. Whatever it was that had been bothering her before, she’d certainly forgotten about it now! 

Huffing, she papped his arm, and when his grip loosened she turned about so she could give his chest a smack for good measure. “That was a dirty trick!” Though her tone was scolding, it was rather undermined by the fact she was grinning almost as broadly as he was.

@tidefated