Bobbing for Apples

"Believe me, Dolce-chan, it's not just 'giggles' that come out if a pretty girl touches me~" He grinned back, hoping to distract her. Merda! They were on to him! Maybe if he held his breath he could get through it, it seemed he was backed into a corner here...

"And as a matter of fact, I am pretty cold; think you can warm me up, bella donna?" He added, unable to stop himself. Good thing he was so shameless anyway...

Parting her lips to say something in rebuttal, Leia found that any words were once again swiped from her mouth. Instead, she just stared at him, blinking, while a gradual heat rose to her cheeks and began turning her face a nice cherry red color.

"U-Uh..." Wow. Someone actually managed to silence the blonde girl. Quite an impressive feat. "Wh-Wha...J-Just get it over with, will ya?" She hoped that was good enough to deflect any snide remarks that might pertain to the fire on her face right now.

Shiro's face had a wide grin. She knew exactly what was going on. She suffered fromt he ame ailment after all.
"Oh dear, what do we have here?" she held the measuring tape up menacingly as she closed in on Dantae"

(Why do I have to leave just as everyone seems to be online? Noooooo~ Bad job, bad)

Dantae backed away from Shiro, heart sinking. He recognized that look- had worn it himself more than once- she knew. Fearfully, the Italian glanced at Leia to see if she'd also caught on. Yet for some reason she seemed more distracted than ever... Dantae couldn't quite convince himself it was because of his illustrious shirt-less state- she'd shrugged off enough of his advances that he didn't expect such a simple visual to send her over the edge.

However, right now the dark haired girl was the more dangerous, and Dantae carefully kept Leia between them. The secret was out, all he could do now was delay the inevitable...

((Haha, Murphy's law in action, my friend XD))

Leia blinked, finally feeling her senses coming back to her as Dantae casually guided her around in front of him like a fleshy shield. She looked from Shiro to Dantae, eyebrows furrowing as she suddenly let a smirk cross her features. "Ya really think hidin' behind the smallest person here is gonna help?" She shrugged her shoulders and cocked her head to one side. "Y'know no one's gonna know 'bout your little weakness...just us..."

That Cheshire cat's grin on her lips said she was not above exploiting it though.

"Leia," Shiro said, not taking her eyes off the boy, "Do not move."

She rolled up the tape and put it away in her pocket, then removing her jumper. She pounced quickly, sidestepping Leia's body and spinning so her body was now parallel to Dantae's and behind him. Her foot went out in the same motion, knocking his feet out from under him.

"That's not what I'm afraid-" Dantae began before suddenly finding himself a few inches from the ground. He twisted and on instinct snatched at whoever- belatedly he realized it'd been Shiro- had kicked him, taking a fistful of whatever cloth he had access to and trying to take her down with him. It happened so fast he didn't really know what he was doing...

She managed to stop herself falling directly on top of him, but was only an inch away, his warm and minty breath caressing her cheek.
"Well played," she whispered, loud enough so only he could hear. "I was not expecting that, I should have."

In the next moment, she was straddling his chest between her knees, measuring tape out and ready once again.

"Stay still this time, will you?" a cheeky grin crept across her face. She knew what she wanted to push. This weakness, how long could he hold on? It intrigued her to no end. If she didn't find out, she wouldn't be able to sleep at night till she did.

How long until he begged? The grin was slightly sadistic by this point.

Dantae could feel the hysterical laughter bubbling up his throat. While small, Shiro's weight was enough to knock the air from his lungs, and he took a moment to blink away stars.

Only to find her much closer than he could ever have expected on such short acquaintance. Immediately his hormone hyped mind was light years away from tickling. And since ticklish-ness was a mental condition, for the moment he was immune...

"You can't sit there like that and expect me to stay still, Gattina-chan," he murmured, gamine eyes glinting mischievously.

Yet a small part of him was desperately trying to keep his mind from any physical sensation lest the ticklishness come back...

Leia found herself in a whirlwind of motions and...oh. Oh wow. Immediately, she burst into laughter, unable to help herself. "Whoa now, should ya both be gettin' a room or somethin'? I feel like I shouldn't be seein' this!"

"I can and you will," she said harshly, a little glint to her own eyes. She settled into her new position, locking her knees into his waist and pulling the tape out again.

She positioned it at the top of his arm and pulled it down very slowly, making sure she brushed her fingers along his arm lightly the entire way before she finally reached his wrist. She called out the next batch of numbers to Leia, positioning her hands onto Dantae's chest and using it as leverage as she shuffled down slightly so she had a clearing path to measure his chest next.

Dantae jerked beneath her, arching his back reflexively. Perdiana, this wouldn't do. Using the strength in his core and upper body, he maneuvered his legs to push off and attempt to flip Shiro and turn the tables. He didn't know if he was stronger, but he certainly out weighed her...

It was unfortunate for Shiro that she was born a female. She might have worked out for hours everyday and boasted probably the strongest muscles of any female and most males in the school, but with a little luck at chatching her off guard and in a position she couldn't defend well from, those muscles meant nothing. But her reflexes, those were another case altogether.

She felt the shift in his muscles, and having expected at least a little resistence, reacted appropriately. She let Dantae's body run it's course, but used his shoulders as leverage (like a hug) over-rolled, ending up sitting on the lower half of his back while he faced down.

"Oh, thank you, this position is much better," she wrapped the tape around the front of his chest and brought it round the back, calling out another set of numbers for Leia to write down. This measuring thing was taking a while, but Shiro was enjoying herself for the first time in a few days.

Leia just kind of stared. Wow. Hiding her face behind the papers yet again to silence her laughter and conceal her blush of embarrassment at SEEING this, she continued to scribble down whatever numbers Shiro called out.

Errg, alright, enough already! Dantae could feel his cool, manly image slipping away. Growling low in his throat, he slid his arms against his body and shoved himself into a push up position. She may have been muscle bound, but Dantae hadn't been at archery all this time for nothing. He was proud of his upper body strength to lift.

"Gat-tina-chan, I think- you don't know how this is supposed to work," He grunted, sliding the right knee underneath his stomach and prepared to use it for leverage to flip her off again.

"No, no, no, Dantae. It is you who does not know how this works," her hands moved to his side and gave a testing brush along his side, before leaning into his ear. She wasn't one for whispers, but it felt necessary this time. "I believe the armpits are usually the worst, there are so many nerve endings there, you know."

Merda. That was it.

The light brush of her fingertips and mere mention of armpits stole his strength. "Aaaaaaagh!" He yelled, collapsing and squirming underneath her. Luckily Dantae's knee was still positioned under his stomach and he shoved off of it, managing to get at least part way standing, laughing uncontrollably.

Having come this far, there was no way Shiro was giving up now. She was desperate to see how long it took to make him cry and beg his way out of her embrace.

This is what she did for kicks, passing it off as 'Character Growth' for the other party as opposed to bullying... She pushed their limits, but never only for her satisfaction... Well, sometimes it was for fun. Or attention. She hardly realised the difference, herself. As long as someone was paying attention to her, all's well that ends well.

Either way, when Dantae rose, Shiro only held on tighter with her -strong- thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist, similiar to a koala and proceeding to discover which areas bothered him the most, starting with the ones she always struggled with. First was the armpits. There was a huge mass of nerve endings there; the reason why so many people found themselves tickilish in that area.

"We are just getting started, Lover Boy," Shiro grinned wildly as she whispered in his ear, a sensitive spot for msot people. "Such a charade you put on till now, how wonderful, I certainly admire your talent."

Leia slowly placed the paper down, hands raising to cover her eyes. No way was she watching this happen.

Leia's movement drew Dantae's attention. Aha! Salvation! He could hardly breath for laughing so hard, but he managed to stagger over to where she was sitting. Merde, but this was murder!! He would never have suspected the quiet, serious president he'd come to know wasn't quiet or serious! At least, not all the time. Well. He sure as hell wasn't going to take this kind of abuse all by himself!

With a loud growl he swept down and picked Leia up, princess style. Since Shiro seemed already plastered to his back, he decided to use his poor, hapless ally to his advantage.

"Okay, hahaha Dolce-chan ahaha ge-get he he her!!" He laugh-yelled, angling Leia so she could- if she wished- do just that.

With her hands covering her eyes, Leia remained entirely oblivious to her impending doom at Dantae's hands. When she found herself plucked right up, her hands flew from her face, flailing a bit before they sought to grab onto something sturdy. Welp, looks like Dantae's neck would have to do, the poor thing clutching onto him for dear life.

"Oi, oi, oi!" Quickly coming to the realization that Dantae was still, in fact, shirtless, she released him almost immediately before giving her legs a little wriggle. "Don't go bringin' me into this!"

"Leia does not like being picked up by boys?" Shiro pondered out loud, being distracted for a moment by the squeling and what-not.

"But she's so cute and portable!" Dantae joined in the teasing, "Don't tell me you thought you could just sit quietly over there while I suffer!" The young man grinned impishly, delighting in the skin-ship despite his imminent death by laughter. He was keenly aware of each fold of clothing and skin pressed against his bare chest. Ehi, but these girls were even more forward then his ex's!

He shifted Leia as best he could despite her struggles to have a clear shot at Shiro. "If you're mad take it out on the one that started all this!" He urged, laughing.

Leia's face was absolutely on fire, eyes wide as she shot a look to Shiro in what looked to be confusion and horror. "W-Well, whaddya...think I did?! I ain't...h-hey! I'm not portable, hot shot!" She stopped trying to flop over, instead keeping her hands firmly to herself in order to not touch Dantae with them.

"I-I am not gonna try and grab at the pres!" Enjoyment was evident, even in her sputter and mortified expression...which even then had the slightest bit of laughter in it. Her brown eyes sparkled faintly as a smile threatened to tug on her lips.

"I'm not asking you to grope her, Amica," Dante grinned, surprised Leia had stopped fighting him. He was even more surprised at what seemed to be a blush bubbling from her collar. He couldn't imagine either of these girls could possibly be interested in him. They'd warded off all advances so far.

Oh well, that did not mean he'd given up! Quite the contrary, in fact. His enemy-of-all-women's blood boiled, and he stepped it up a notch. "Bella regazza, won't you help a poor fool in need?" He wheedled, gamine eyes glinting dangerously.