[ it was going all good and well till keith decides to be a little prick (haha) about it, or at least that's lance's story. keith wasn't actually all that bad with it, applying just enough pressure to really get a good lather going, and even give something of a pseudo-massage. but then his hands start to drift towards the middle of his torso, along the sides and— ]
Ah-ta-ta-ta!
[ he seizes up like he's been electrocuted, shoulderblades knitting together like someone had tied some string there and pulled tight. ]
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Ah-ta-ta-ta!
[ he seizes up like he's been electrocuted, shoulderblades knitting together like someone had tied some string there and pulled tight. ]
No tickling! Never any tickling!