We fell to the ground together. Rolling down the grassy hill.
"You're dress is getting green" James chuckled as we tumbled to the bottom.
Falling apart I sat up quickly to look at my dress.
"No it isn't, you stag" I pointed at him in mock seriousness and accusation.
He lunged forward with a laugh, his messy black hair bouncing as he jumped.
"Made'cha look!" He said his fingers tickling at my sides. My dress fabric scrunching under his hands.
"James! Stop!" I laughed loudly a small snort leaving my form. My chest heaving as I panted for breath.
"Nope!" He chuckled evilly as he continued tickling me. I writhed trying to get away. My dress hiking up to just above mid-thigh length.
"Oh~" His hands stopped and his fingers went to the bottom of my dress. Playing with the fabric, teasingly. His fingers purposely brushing my thighs.
"Better cover this up before this gets sinful" He smirked pulling the dress down in the front. His hand snaked around and did the same to the back.
Catching my breath, I took this distraction to my advantage. I kicked him over and straddled his torso.
My dominant hand going to his neck.
"It's not a threat if I like it Sweet heart" He smirked. His large hands setting upon my hips.
My face when red and my hair fell from its braid.
His hands running from my hips and down to my thighs. I rolled my eyes down at him. The yellow sunlight hitting his tan face beautifully.
"You're a hand full"