Her grin became crooked, and she decided to think over the challenge later and whether or not she would step up to it. It now became more of urge to prove him wrong than to show her dedication, and she wondered if she could trick him up one day and pretended that she did to see his reaction. Nah, she thought. It would be a greater effect if she actually did it, and would glean more satisfaction from whatever the boy said. It seemed a little twisted, the way she loved to pull emotions from him, but it was all in good fun, so she did not give it a second thought.
She struggled against him more as she felt and heard his rumbling laughter, and part of her wondered why she felt so embarrassed from what he said and how it could make her feel suddenly emotional. She settled on letting out a tiresome huff, and stopped her wiggling, though she made a little plan to give him a small brush of her knuckles whenever they would release each other. But, that was lost in mind as he rubbed his head into her hand. It was sort of similar like that one time, that awkward moment when they were at the borders, but for some reason this made her more nervous yet kind of giddy. It made her want to both pull away and to keep her hand there for a little while longer. But, she did not have time to reach a decision, for it was Temeraire who pulled away, and began to tickle her.
The funny feeling rose and overwhelmed herself, and it was all she could do not to flail and accidentally do something that would embarrass her in the end, giving something for Teme to jib her about. She didn't even notice the slight change within the boy, all she could think about was the the thing called "tickling". She felt his fingers move even faster, and that caused the already large, tingling sensation to grow even more, and she already couldn't take anymore. The once suppressed whine finally came out as a series of squeaks, and she tried even harder to get away from him. Backing up didn't seem to work at all, so she tried plan B, and threw herself into Temeraire, burying her face closely and trying to move her body away from his hands, the tickling becoming too much for her.
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