[ Gladio comes in and Noctis lands a few good hits with the pillow as the shield looms over him. But then there's not enough room and soon Gladio's hands are tussling his hair and Noctis tries squirming under him. He tries batting away at the hand, but the other man is way too strong and the prince knows he's not going to go easy on him.]
Hey, knock it off! [He's trying to sound angry, but there's a smile plastered on his face. If Gladio wanted to fight dirty, the the prince would return the favor. He reached his hands up the shield's sides, for once grateful that he liked to wear his shirts open, and tried tickling at his sides.
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Date: 2016-12-22 04:22 pm (UTC)Hey, knock it off! [He's trying to sound angry, but there's a smile plastered on his face. If Gladio wanted to fight dirty, the the prince would return the favor. He reached his hands up the shield's sides, for once grateful that he liked to wear his shirts open, and tried tickling at his sides.
Tickle Tickle.]