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Post by gabrielgray on Jun 30, 2009 17:23:30 GMT -5
Sylar didn't mention that he would have likely done exactly that had he not already possessed a power nearly identical. He cocked a brow at the giggle, running his fingers across her feet experimentally. "Don't worry...you killed me, but thankfully I'm not the vengeful type.."
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 30, 2009 17:34:35 GMT -5
Elle bust out laughing while tugging her legs. She clutched onto Sylar's calf, practically doubling over. "Stopstopstop, I'm ticklish!" she managed to squeak out before inhaling loudly. She let go of his leg and wiped the palm of one of her hands over her eye, rubbing away the threatening tears. "Ohhhh, God, don't do that," she mumbled when she finished laughing.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jul 1, 2009 3:23:50 GMT -5
Luke laughed, leaning against the arm of the couch. He gave her an experimental poke in the stomach; that was where he was ticklish.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 1, 2009 3:51:13 GMT -5
Elle squealed loudly, slapping at Luke with a charged hand. "Don't do that!" she repeated for the millionth time, laughing. Her hand reached out to poke him back, delighted that he found some sort of emotion other than indifference or jealousy in her.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jul 1, 2009 5:01:55 GMT -5
Luke grinned in delight, childishly poking at her with both hands. He wasn't being rough enough to hurt her, and it was kind of fun to cause discomfort rather than full on pain. For a closeted masochist, he was quite sadistic.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 1, 2009 5:12:19 GMT -5
"I swear to God if we have a tickle-fight..." she laughed hard, swatting his hand and leaving her threat open. Elle squealed again, still swatting and poking back. Her eyes lit up. This was fun. Way more fun than watching TV or going to a stupid mall.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 1, 2009 6:34:07 GMT -5
Sylar couldn't remember once, in his entire life, where he had anything like a tickle-fight. It was childish and irritating and he found himself inexplicably drawn to it. Shifting himself, he pulled his legs out from under hers and sat up off of Luke, then leaned forward and grabbed her ankles to keep her from kicking him. He liked hearing them laughing instead of being catty to each other.
"If we have a tickle fight you'll what?" he prompted, giving Luke room to continue poking at her. He wasn't even sure what parts of himself were ticklish, if there were any.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 1, 2009 13:19:29 GMT -5
Elle squirmed from his grasp. She shifted around, getting up on her knees and half-crawling half-stumbling over to straddle Sylar. She sat back low on his thighs and smiled. "Dunno." Boldly reaching out with both hands, she poked at his sides. Trying to get any reaction, she used static on the ends of her fingers. She cocked her head innocently, still prodding.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jul 1, 2009 14:14:37 GMT -5
Luke definitely didn't like her sitting on Sylar. He gave her a light shove and then started to tickle her stomach and sides unmercilessly to get her to shift. He tried to keep himself in a good mood; they were just having fun, right?
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 1, 2009 14:22:44 GMT -5
Elle practically screamed laughing so hard. She batted at his hands, maneuvering her ability to her sides to shock him lightly. Momentarily forgetting about the man she was sitting on, the blond reached over and swatted at Luke's head playfully. "That was not cool," she said with a large smile on her face.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jul 1, 2009 14:48:32 GMT -5
He moved his hands away momentarily, sticking out his tongue.
"You used your powers, cheater." he retorted snootily
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 1, 2009 16:04:07 GMT -5
The climbing over him was certainly unexpected, but he allowed it, only twitching slightly when she began poking at his sides while using her power. But then the argument seemed to be going on over and around him, and he grabbed the girls waist to keep her steady.
"Guys! Come on...not on top of me." he muttered, dropping his hands to her hips to push her back a little farther. "You want to play that bad, go use the bed."
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jul 1, 2009 17:39:22 GMT -5
Luke went visibly red. He gave Sylar a little push in the chest.
"Sorry for making you feel left out." he attempted to bluff away with a shrug.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 1, 2009 18:42:33 GMT -5
Sylar snorted, letting Luke shove at him. "I don't feel left out." he replied, shoving back and then leaning in to press a forceful kiss on the boy. "You know that when I want something I just take it." he murmured, pulling back and giving him another small shove.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jul 2, 2009 17:02:37 GMT -5
Luke melted unashamedly into the kiss, holding onto Sylar's hair and returning it fervently for a moment.
"You look left out to me." he said, pushing Sylar back.
"Look at you, playing for attention."
Like he could talk, since he'd been doing that since he'd first met the man on the beach.
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