I crossed my legs and I grabbed a newspaper. I begun to flip through before he ripped it from my grip and I looked at him angry.
"What the hell?" I asked and he threw it across the room and pushed me down. I pushed him off of me and I crossed my arms. He didn't like that.
He grabbed me and started furiously tickling me. I begged him to stop and I kicked but he didn't until I was in tears from laughing so hard. He got off and I started to do it to him in his most sensitive spot and he did the same begging until he pinned me on the floor and did a push up to kiss me. I tried to struggle free but he smiled and kept me there.
I finally gave up and he dragged me up and picked me up. He spun me around and I giggled until he collapsed with me on the bed and I gave him a sweet jaw kiss. He smiled and kissed me normally and put his hand on my face.
Dally never showed affection in public, it was moments like these that I loved so very much.

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Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤
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