Eat your dinner pt. 2
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Mycroft smirked at his lover as he pulled him into a warm kiss. Greg's lips moved with Mycroft's as they kissed. Slowly Mycroft placed his hands on Greg's sides, ready to give him a tickle torture session of his own. The second Mycroft was welcomed onto Gregory's lap to kiss him better, Mycroft attacked.
He shoved his fingers under Greg's underarms and wiggled his long slender fingers. The reaction was just as he hoped for. Greg's arms latched around Mycroft's fingers. But that only made Greg's under arms even more exposed to Mycroft's fingers, that were already shoved under there.
"MIHIHIHIHIHKE! NOHOHOHO STOP PLEASE!" Greg squealed and began to kick his legs, throwing his head back in laughter too. Mycroft smirked as he tickled Greg's ribcage. Mycroft nearly got nailed in the face as Greg began to flail. The tickles were too much for Greg. Mycroft's fingers were so slender they basically fit between his rib bones.
"Aw how does it feel Greg?" Mycroft teased as he tickled more. Before Greg could answer Mycroft slipped under the table and grabbed Greg's socked foot. He began to tickle Greg's toes, and all down his soles.
Greg went insane. He flailed and pushed and pulled. His laughter went silent as tears ran down his cheeks. Mycroft decided at this point, his lover may piss himself on Mycroft's new dining set.
Once Mycroft got back up, he was trapped in a Gregory bear hug. His lover smirked and hissed into his ear. "Eat or you will not be shagging me tonight."
Mycroft blushed and got right to eating.