Setting: In the drama room at WDSS, mid-March.
Situation: T*** and Jenna are the first going back into the drama room, everyone else is far behind.
Scene: Yawning while stretching Jenna mumbled," The library needs better chairs. Ugh, I think I just cracked my back seven times!"
"Pheew. Why did we piggy back race here before the others? It's way too warm in here." Tony grumbled taking off his long sleeved shirt that he wore over his black T-shirt.
Jenna with her back to him replied teasingly," Because, I jumped on your back and J***** said he could out run us with M*** on his back." She turned around and saw T*** without his second shirt. Blushing bright red from inappropriate thoughts she quickly spun back around.
T***, having caught the blush, raised an eyebrow to ask," What?"
Shaking her head quickly Jenna squeaked," Nothing."
"Liar." Getting up behind Jenna and grabbing her in a bear hug with his fingers poised on either side of her stomach ready to tickle he added on," Tell me the truth or I tickle it out of you."
"THAT'S NOT FAIR!!" Jenna wriggled in an attempt to break free from T***.
In warning T*** wiggled his fingers and lightly touched Jenna's sides, earning a high pitched squeal of laughter. Freezing up Jenna muttered under her breathe," It's embarrassing."
"Well, we're the only two here still and it's obviously about me. So you're better off telling me now by myself." T*** suggested, snuggling a little against Jenna's neck.
Feeling her face go bright red from T***'s affections Jenna mumbled," Without your second shirt you're really...reeeeaally hot. And I got some rather...inappropriate for school thoughts."
T*** did his best not to smirk as Jenna waited for some kind of response. After roughly 10 seconds T*** asked smugly," So...If I were to keep that shirt off for the rest of class, would you continue to get bad thoughts."
"Please don't, I'd be stuck blushing for the rest of class too!" Jenna whimpered starting to wiggle again for freedom. T*** let himself smirk so Jenna could have some sign of warning. She caught it, stopped, then thrashed around as much as possible to get free.
Only to fail. So T*** was able to mercilessly tickle Jenna and listen to her squeak in laughter as well as make cut adorable noises.

(Note: Everyone eho has tickled me tells me I make either cute, or adorable noises =.='