Darn he caught her too quick before she could run. She wiggled in his arms since she was ticklish around her stomach, the flesh retracting inward as if trying to get away from his fingers. “Looove~” she laughed, reaching her hands up to smear the paint around his cheeks as if he were blushing.
“If you’re going to tickle me..” And then tried to return the favor by moving her fingers down his body to find his spots.
As her clever fingers tickled him, Jack let out some very unmanly giggles. Paint marks dotted and streaked his body, but he gave as good as he got, leaving abstract designs on Katelynn’s skin in a rainbow of colors.
Finally, as he left an orange smear on her cheek, Jack darted in and playfully licked her. The paint was delicious, rich and sweet, rather like the chocolate oranges his parents sometimes got him for Christmas.
Gasping softly, her eyes fluttered closed as she just enjoyed the sensation of his caresses, legs going weak. He was making her flustered and she nearly forgot about the canvas waiting to be painted on.
“Love..” she whispered as she held onto him. “You’re tasting too soon.” Her tone was playful now, turning to smile at him and paint some lines on his back in a lazy fashion.
“I can’t help it,” he murmured, smiling back at her. “You’re just too tempting, Katelynn.” He reached up and brushed some of her hair back, not caring that he got paint in her hair as he did (it would wash out easily enough later). Lowering his voice to a purr, he added, “And you know I love the way you taste."
But then, as if changing the subject completely, he turned to the canvas. "So, what do you think would be a good subject for our masterpiece?"
Jack Maple 