Rallen and Jeena at the Beach
It was very warm. The breeze from the beach was cool, brushing over Jeena's soft, pink hair. The young woman was in her late twenties, far from the wide eyed youth she had been when the Krawl had invaded, but not all that far from the age she'd been when the war finally ended, the Krawl leader defeated, the High Krawl those most human looking were now in jail.
"You're looking pretty today," Rallen said, sitting down next to her. He handed her a pink ice cream, matching her hair. He looked at his girlfriend, sitting in her light blue bikini, with the white wavy lines across it like a soft ocean wave dancing across the water.
"You say that everyday that we decided to date," she giggled.
"Well it is true," Rallen said with a wink at her. He sighed and laid on his back, putting his hands behind his head. "Though I never knew it would be just so boring here."
Jeena looked at him and giggled, slapping some sand onto his bare stomach. "How's that for fun and excitement?"
"You sassy, little thing!" he barked. He reached down to summon one of his partner Spectrobes, but had forgotten he'd left his equipment back at the office. Jeena's suggestion. She said it would be more romantic just the two of them. He had to admit, she was right about that. Watching her wink at him as she licked the pink frozen treat made her very look super cute.
"You're fault for dating someone cute like me," she teased, twisting next to him and kissing his lips with her icy ones. "Of course you lucked out and got a girl with brains as well as a cute body." She closed her eyes and placed her hands on her bare hips, swaying to the left the way she liked to do, "And don't you forget it mister!"
Rallen chuckled. "Well ya got yourself a boyfriend that is a great pilot, awesome Spectrobes master, and all around handsome dude, so I think it's a fair exchange."
The breeze started getting stronger where they sat, and Jeena's hair wiped wildly in her face as she stared at him. The young woman finished her cone, took his hand, and led him to an area that was warmer, with a bit less wind. The problem with this beach was that the weather was controlled by a machine, so it was even more unpredictable as normal weather was as the human mind could never really make up its mind.
She lay down on the white sand and looked at him with her bright eyes. "So what you think of the excitement now?"
He rose an eyebrow and cocked his head. "Being in a different part of the beach, with just us is ," his heart began to race. "Uh . Wait a moment .," he said with a gulp.
Jeena's own eyes went wide and she grasped a large amount of sand and tossed it at him. "Get your mind out of the gutter, you pevert!"
Rallen growled as the gritty sand struck his chest, and he lurched at her, grasping her wrists as he sat next to her. "Can't throw sand at me now," he teased.
"But I could scream," she snapped.
"Sure, but then we'd be kicked off the beach of your choice because the folks would realize its just a boyfriend and a girlfriend playing some games." He winked at her and leg go of her right hand, quickly tickling her bare stomach.
"Haha, hey no do not do that," she giggled, brushing his hand away from her stomach. "Now, that's not really fair, is it?"
Rallen laughed himself and brushed back just an inch. "Ah, but it really wasn't fair that one time last week when you blindsided me and tickled my ribs until I wet my pants was it?"
"Hey, you asked for that when you forgot our date, bub!" she said in indignation.
"I had some work to do," he protested. Then he smiled, and grabbed her arms up, pinning them under his legs. "But this, as you pointed out is for fun!"
"Hey now, I said I would scream!" she squealed, her eyes looking up at him, and at the soft blowing clouds that drifted on the pale blue sky. "And I will, you better know it, mister!"
"Scream, sure but I'm betting there's going to be a lot of giggling involved too." He ignored her squirming hands, and dug his hands gently into his soft stomach, wiggling the tips of them softly over her skin.
Jeena whimpered and bit her lips tight, closing her eyes as she squirmed to get away form her boyfriend. He was so going to pay for this when she got the chance to repay him. All she could do now was let her mind wonder, as the tips of his fingers wiggled and slid across her stomach.
"I'd tickle you're feet and underarms too, but right now I figure this is just a good place to stay for today," he teased. Rallen made his grip firmer, and began digging his fingers into her stomach, smirking as she arched her back as she thrashed her head back and forth. "You know this tickles, come on . let it out and laugh."
"No," she whimpered. She turned her head and snipped at his wrist, making him stop for a second. "Sorry about that, but you brought that on yourself," she teased with a wink. "You okay?"
Rallen blinked a few times too before he laughed. "Sure, but that means you brought it on yourself too," and with that he took his pinkie finger deep into her inner navel and slid it up and down.
"HEY AHA NOT THERE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, CUHUHUHUT IT OUT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She was thrashing now, and she nearly had her hands free from his legs.
"Thought that might do it," he teased. He pulled his finger out and twirled it just on the outer lip of it, around and around. "Round and round the rabbit hole," he teased singing a child's rhyme.
"Tehehehehehe stahahahahaop," she giggled with a whimper,
"Opps, fell in there, poor 'lil Alice went down the hole," he said in a baby voice, letting his pointer finger drop back into her navel.
"Gahahahahahahahad, now stahahahahahop it, you goof, ahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"But this is so much fun!" he teased. With his free hand he poked her tummy he poked her tummy with his fingers.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA I'M GOING TO GET YOU SO BAD AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA," as always when he tickled her, her face was turning as pink as her hair. "YOU are sohoho mean!" she said, gasping as she stopped for a few seconds. "AHAHAHAHA CUT IT OHOHOHHOHOUT! COME ON TICKLE SOME PLACE OTHER THAN MY NAHAHAHAHAVEL, MY FEHEHEHEHEET OR UNDER THE ARMS OR MY RIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIBS, AHAH A TEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE BUT DON'T KEEP TICKLING MY BEHEHEHEHELLY BUHUHUHUTTON!"
"That's not mean," the young man said. The sun beat down on his hair, giving him a hint of auburn in the color. This is mean," he laughed, tickling her navel with his thumb, corkscrewing it back and forth. "See, thumbs up!"
Jeena threw back her head and screamed with laughed, bucking him as she tried to free her hands. A few curious people came by to see what was going on. Some blushed, others rolled their eyes playfully and walked away. One or two people had their eyes bug out, and Rallen thought for a moment they were going to try and run him and his girlfriend off the beach. They might have tried too, had the couple not been famous.
Rallen used each of his fingers to dip into her navel, as if they were fancy divers jumping into an Olympic style pool to do sync swimming.
"You are DEAHAHAHAHEAHAHAHAHAD! AH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, TEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE, YOU JEHEHEHEHERK, AHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAHAHAHAHAHAHOP, PLEHEHEHEASE!"
Rallen tickled Jeena's navel for ten minutes, before giving her a break. She lay in the dirt, her skin sweaty, and collecting the dirt onto her back and the back of her legs. She would have tried to say something to him, but she was so tired of laughing.
He brushed the hair out of her face, and let her have a few gulps of his soda. Then with a smirk, he reached over and grabbed something. When she asked what she was doing, he showed her a soft twig with a small little leaf he had found on the beach.
"No wait, wait, please no!" she begged.
He playfully ignored, and dragged the twig across her stomach like a feather, letting the tip of the leaf swirl around the inner edges of her navel. Jeena went mad with laughter, once more thrashing and arching her back as she tried to get freed. In and out, in and out, he pulled the leaf in her navel.
"PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE GAWD STAHAHAHAHAHAHAOP! YOU'RE GOING TO SERIOUSLY MAKE MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE CRY!"
Rallen looked at his girlfriend, deep into her blue eyes and stopped his tickling. She was truly at her limits. Or just about. Feeling guilty, he tossed the twig away and rubbed her shoulders and sides to relax her, until the start of her sobs turned into whimpers and then a few sighs of relaxation. He smiled at her one last time, and quickly blew a raspberry or two straight into her navel, feeling her quivering skin against his lips.
"RAHAHAHAHAHAALLEN I MEAN IT, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP NOW!"
"I'm sorry, Jen," he said, rubbing her shoulders again. He looked down, and saw just how pink her navel was from all his play, and blushed. "I really didn't mean to go that far, I was just having so much fun I wasn't even aware that you might not be too."
She purred as he rubbed her shoulders and looked up at him. "Well, who said I didn't for the most part?" she giggled. "I mean that was fun and a bit interesting. At least you didn't make me pee my pants like I did you."
"Hey, now maybe I should just make sure you do!"
Her eyes got wide and she lurched away from him, covering her stomach. "Oh no, you've tickled me long enough for one day."
"Says you," he teased.
"An hour, mister, you just tickled me for an entire hour!"
"But if you count the breaks I gave it wasn't exactly an hour," he said with a wink.
"Don't make me come over there," she said, crossing her arms. "I've already got reason for revenge now."
"But I got you out of revenge," he said, putting up his arms in defense. "We're even now!"
"Momma doesn't play to get even, Rallen," she said, poking his sides. "Momma plays to win!"
"Well, then let's have at it," he said with a wink. He lunged at her again, but she managed to slink away and pounce at him. The two spent the day pouncing and tickling each other until they were hoarse, sweating, and panting like a dog in a car during the middle of a hot Summer day.
Rallen knew one thing anyway, at least he wasn't bored anymore.