BeckyBeeLee

Not to be edgy, but a lee laying across your lap with their shirt rucked up while you glide and lightly spider your fingernails all around their tummy.

Smiling down at them, listening to them giggling and squirming like crazy.

Anyone who's ticklish is absolutely adorable... I don't make the rules.

But there's something so beautiful about ticklish men. Allowing people who've been conditioned to be "tough" to just melt into you. Seeing the masks slip when they realise those expectations don't exist here.

Seeing them soften. Feeling them sink into you. Having them feel safe enough to let you tie them up and have your ticklish way with them. Seeing them try to fight it, the way they've been conditioned to fight vulnerability. And then Seeing the facade crack because they're just too ticklish to keep it up. Seeing those pretty smile. Hearing those adorable giggles. Watching the squirms.

Men being broken by wriggling fingers or soft feathers. Men squealing, kicking their feet, begging and babbling. Teasing them and watching them blush. Praising them and watching their brains short circuit because they don't know what to do with praise. Tickling them silly and watching how much they enjoy relinquishing control for just a little while.

Allowing them to let go. Allowing them to feel. Giving them a space to feel safe.