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Don’t imagine Sean’s flushed face as you tickle him.

Don’t imagine the giggles escaping his plump lips as he tries to wiggle away from your fingers.

Don’t imagine the way his eyes crinkle on the edges and how they seem full of life as you sit on top of him, and how you can see the red skin of his chest peeking from under his shirt.

Don’t imagine him cupping the back of your neck once he calms down, the smile still on his lips.

Don’t imagine the kiss that you’d share, filled with adoration and tenderness.

Don’t.

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