Awww, tucking his head in was cheating. She had to bite her lip to keep from giggling. With such a broad canvas to play with, so to speak, she took her time deciding on what manner of torment to use next.

Her hands slid lower against his sides, in perfect position to tickle him, and she even leaned forward a little as if she were going to do just that. Except instead of tickling him, she leaned forward just enough to utter a low purr against the opposite ear, her lips just slightly brushing against it.