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I felt the warlock's warm breath on my stomach, but what he could be doing never registered in my mind. That is, until I felt his tongue slide into my belly-button. My eyes shot open. A long, pealing squeal issued forth from my lips. That was followed by: "Magnus! No-no-no-no-no!"

He didn't listen. What he did do, though, was graze the outer edge of it with his teeth. If it was possible, my laughter got even louder and went up an octave. "Stop. Magnus. No!" I managed to get out.

Jace's grip on my arms tightened as I arched my back. I clenched my fists and squeezed my eyes closed, helpess to the laughter flooding from my lips. I squirmed minutely, but I didn't move around as much as I would have liked. Despite my laughter, I was still quite aware of the fact that Magnus was very close to my body. Also, despite my pitifully powerless situation, I was still worried about hurting him.

Magnus must have noticed my change of reaction from earlier; even though I was laying there laughing hysterically while Magnus flicked his tongue mercilessly around my belly button, I was unusually still. The tickling stopped, but I only allowed myself to relax after at least a full minutes like that. I let out a long breath, feeling three pairs of eyes on me.

"What happened?" Magnus wondered, brushing my razored bangs - which were starting to stick to my forehead with sweat - out of my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked, jumping slightly as Jace's fingers "accidentally" grazed over the sensitive hollow of my underarm.

"You stopped squirming," Jace answered for Magnus. "That's no fun."

"I'm sorry," I replied caustically, "I didn't know I was supposed to be trying to entertain you. My bad."

Magnus shot Jace an exasperated look. "I hope I didn't tire you out already. We're far from finished, and it won't be fun on either end if you're all tuckered out," he said to me, motioning to Jace to let me up.

Jace did as he was instructed, but with an annoyed look on his face, grumbling under his breath. I sat up.

Magnus ignored Jace's disapproval. "Okay. It's time for me to say ciao to your beautiful abs and move on to another spot." I smoothed my cami down over my midsection. "Now," he continued, "There isn't a chance that you would like to tell us another of your spots, is there? Hmm?" He cocked an eyebrow.

I gave him a look as if he were insane and opened my mouth to say just that, but he cut me off. "We're going to find every ticklish inch of you eventually. I just thought maybe you'd want to be a part of your own torture."

"You just want me to help you find my spots quicker so you can get to the fun part." I crossed my arms defiantly.

Magnus' eyes narrowed a fraction. "Iri," he began, his voice lowering. "I could find another spot as soon as I wanted to."

I opened my mouth to argue, but before I could say anything, Magnus' hand shot out and fit itself around my bare thigh. Damn, he wasn't bluffing. He gave a couple good, quick squeezes, and giggles poured from my already open mouth.

"Lucky guess!" I squealed, my unrestrained hands flying to my leg in an unsuccessful attempt to push Magnus' tickling fingers off.

"Lucky guess?" Magnus inquired. "Okay." He smiled. "Jace, you get her hips. And Alec, get her feet. After that, we'll see how much more I need to prove myself."

I know, I know. It's been a while since I last posted. I'm sorry. But, here you go :) I hope you like it. Please, please review!