Solana
Overjoyed, I swooped, picking him like a hawk, into my arms and feasted, literally smothering his cheeks pink with my lip balm, as he whined, pushing my face away. "Hey, let go, you. You!"
"Hey, stop sqirming! Hold still and let you big sister hugg~ you!" I said, pushing the door close with a heel of my sneakers.
Eyes closed, Marcus said, "Let go of me, you old... witch!" grazing his cutely balled fist past the tip of my nose.
'Phew, that was close!' Not paying it to heed, holding him in one arm, I roughly ruffled his ginger hair, animatedly said "A witch! How dare you call me a witch? Here face my wrath!" faking an evil laugh, laughing almost similar to his cartoon show.
"No, I knew you were a witch! hahaha stop it... hahah'" he said, his body twitched, as my hands roamed, tickling across his little frame, from his armpits to his belly.
