I had a muscle in my armpit that was restricting my arm's movement, so he had to loosen it up.
"Are you ticklish?" "Yeah, kinda" "I'll be careful, let me know if it's uncomfortable."
He started to massage my armpit.
"That kinda hurts." "Yeah, it's probably going to." "It's okay, it's better than tickling." "Oh, so you're into pain." "Well said. Nah, but given equal amounts of pain and tickling, I'll take the pain." "Yeah, tickling... it can make you tell your secrets."
And then his eyes met mine, and tenderly putting his other hand on my chest he