A Sight to See

"Fine," Nathaniel said, sighing. He was thinking about tricking the other into thinking he was laying him down for something that he'd like, then tickling him. Most tickle spots were the neck and belly, the sides of the stomach too. Everyone had different tickle spots. Nathaniel liked to say he didn't have any because his neck was just sensitive, not ticklish, and people grabbing his sides just made him jump. Grabbing his legs though, something a lot of people didn't think about, made him tickle though. He had it bad, if he did say so himself. He grabbed for Dray's sides first, wiggling his fingers rapidly to try and find any tickle areas. There was a reason he didn't try this, in the event that he got the area wrong, he'd look stupid. He had his pride to keep in tact if he didn't want to look like he was molesting the American. He moved a few areas up and down, whatever would set the other off.

Draylen waited cautiously, unaware of what Nathaniel was planning, until he lashed out with his hands, going right for his sides. He let out a bit of a surprised squeal, pulling back and squirming at the same time, laughter bubbling from his throat. He was ticklish in most places, under his arms, and the bottoms of his feet being the worst, his sides and neck coming next. He fell onto his back on the couch when he pulled away, hoping to escape the reader's hands.

He was very glad to have gotten it right first try. The way the male with Sight squirmed, he was taking very good guesses and notes on where to tickle most. "There, see," he said as he was changing spots, keeping one hand on the surface of his belly, his fingers ran over something hard on his stomach, he wondered what it was but he stayed away from it. He made sure to be more in the diaphragm area. His other hand was searching Dray's neck, seeing how ticklish his reaction was there.

Draylen almost curled up, trying to escape the tickling. "No~ that's not fair!" he gasped, putting his head to where the hand on his neck was, trying to block the hand out, and stop the fingers from moving. He barely noticed the hand brush against his belly button ring, too busy squirming and laughing. There were barely any places that he wasn't ticklish, so he knew he was in trouble unless he told his 'secret', which he was tempted to do.

"Very fair. I gave you warning and everything," Nathaniel stated matter of factly. "So, you could tell me this secret of yours, or you can keep up with this." Tickling was easier than trying to resist. Nathaniel hated being tickled, whenever that happened. His younger brother had grabbed onto his leg once when he was begging for something, Nathaniel had given a very unmanly yelp and jumped away, trying to shake him off. Leland discovered this weakness and used it against him sometimes.

Draylen shook his head, biting back his giggling as best as possible. "Well you didn't say you were going to tickle me!" he protested, attempting to grab one of Nath's wrists to get him to stop. He knew by now his face was probably red, and his hair and clothes messed up from his thrashing against the couch. "I'm not going to tell you!" he said firmly, although he wasn't too sure anymore. He was tempted to give up.

"Tickling, punishment, same thing if you ask me," he excused, keeping it above the waist in case Dray's dad came to see what was going on with the noise. He probably didn't care, but in the event that he checked, he didn't want the adults to think he was molesting their child and their kid was enjoying it to the fullest, even laughing at it. "You'll tell me sooner or later, you'll crack, I'm watching." Tickling was unbearable sometimes, he couldn't figure out why, but he'd like ways to resist it.

Draylen pouted, which was rather difficult over his laughing. "I'm not going to tell you!" he insisted, almost forgetting it was he was supposed to be hiding, his brain too busy thinking of ways to get him to stop. He grabbed at both of Nathaniel's wrists, trying to pull them away from his body, but squirming too much at the same time to do much about anything. His shirt was starting to ride up with his thrashing, but he didn't notice much, a bit preoccupied.

Nathaniel was somewhat stronger than Draylen, just being older, plus the other being distracted to really push him off. He looked down to where Dray's shirt was lifting up a bit and noticed the silver he had seen earlier. He stopped what he was doing and looked at it. "A piercing?" he asked, almost more to himself than Draylen. He realized that this was the hard thing under Dray's shirt when he was tickling him. He was glad he had instinctively avoided it, he wouldn't have wanted to pull on it or move it around too much.

Draylen was gasping when Nathaniel finally stop, and he was confused for a moment as to what had stopped him, until he spoke. He laughed again, the sound a bit breathless. "Yeah, I got it last year" he said, pushing off the back to the couch to try and pull himself away while Nathaniel was distracted. He didn't make a big deal of his piercing, but he knew some people were rather surprised by the whole thing, if and when they ever saw it.

Nathaniel looked at the metal embedded in Dray's naval, poking at it, admiring it. It looked good there, he hadn't imagined something like that on the boy before but he liked it. "I don't even need to ask if it hurt." He figured all piercings hurt since they went through the skin and such, but they didn't hurt forever unless you messed with it a lot. Leland tore one of their mum's earrings out when he was little. She got it re-pierced after it scarred over. He didn't want any jewelry that could snag like that and rip skin. He did have his own surprise though. He'd let Draylen find it eventually.

Draylen squirmed a bit more when the older male poked at his piercing, even his bellybutton being a bit ticklish. "It didn't hurt as much as you'd think" he shrugged, "I got it done for my birthday last year." He wasn't sure what had prompted him to get it done, but he liked it. It was something that made him different from other people that was physical, instead of mental. His Sight set him apart from others, as well as him being gay, but this was something that made him more than just another guy. Most guys didn't get their naval's pierced.

"Pain is imagined from all sorts of different views, maybe we just see it differently at the levels." Well, that was more of a most definitely, everyone took it better to a degree, depending on what they were used to. Nathaniel took slaps pretty well if he would say so himself. His dad used to slap him or cuff him sometimes when he was younger and misbehaving. He got used to it and handled it better as he got older and stronger. "How many piercings do you intend on getting for your birthdays?" he asked, wondering if Dray was making it a custom sort of thing to get one every birthday now. He knew some people who did that.

Draylen was sure the reason it hadn't hurt much was because he was distracted by his music, and the creepy, almost grotesque ghost in the corner. It had been a bit sore afterwards, but it was fine now. "Hmm, I think that's it. I might get my right ear pierced eventually" he said, giving a small shrug. He wasn't a fan of a crazy amount of piercings or tattoos, but a few was okay. He had thought about getting a tattoo before, but decided against it for now.

"As you like," he said, though an ear piercing on Dray would be a bit hard to see because of his hair in the way. "Just a theory, but metal doesn't mess with your senses does it?" he asked, curious. Objects didn't interfere with his abilities as far as he knew, just noise in general. He found it very difficult to read when there was a lot of clamor around him. He hadn't really tried yet to try and read with music going on in the back. He thought about it and wondered if it would effect anything at all.

Laughing, Draylen cocked an eyebrow. "Umm, not that I'm aware of, but maybe" he was pretty sure it didn't do anything to his senses, but then again, his was all the way down in his bellybutton, so maybe it didn't work the same? He wouldn't have thought it would do anything, especially since so many people have piercings. He stretched his arms out, happy Nathaniel had been sidetracked by his body jewellery, allowing him to stop laughing and catch his breath.

He noticed Draylen was looking rather comfortable, maybe a little nervous from fear of being tickled again. He would spare him this time, and only this time. Next time he might not get off so lucky. If Nathaniel wanted information that badly, he'd get it. "We've got loads to learn on each other. It'll be interesting to say the least." Nathaniel wasn't ultimately that special he thought, but Draylen was. He was almost kind of jealous of him having the Sight, but he wasn't ungrateful for his gift either.

"Mhmm. But I like getting to know the little things about people" Draylen smiled brightly. He loved to know people so well that he knew their little habits, and how they were feeling just by looking at them. For him, that was a huge step towards being close. He half sat up, propping himself up on his elbow and pressing his lips to Nathaniel's for a moment, just deciding that he wanted a kiss, for no reason at all. He loved being able to do that.

The Brit smiled when he was given a kiss and returned it before it was withdrawn. He liked kissing Draylen, it felt different than kissing the other people he had been with in the past. There were other factors of course, but he could say automatically it felt like he was more into it. "Little things are what make people as they are," he said, "and little things are easy to love because they're pieces of that person." He liked what he knew of Draylen so far, he was sure he would like everything else that came along with him.

"Mhmm. Without the little things, everyone would be the same, and this kind of thing wouldn't be as special" Draylen smiled, thinking about what they had done together, and how different it would be without each other's little quirks. Their Sight just added to that, changing them as well as being part of who they were. "If everyone was the same, I would really miss you" he frowned, poking Nathaniel in the chest. He would just be another person if everyone was the same, and he wouldn't have Nath in his life. He would just be another person walking by.

"Which is why no one is exactly the same," Nathaniel said, brushing a strand of hair from Dray's direct sight. His hair must get annoying if it was in his face all the time, which was why the Brit brushed his to one side so he'd still have long bangs, but he could see without them obstructing his view. Dray looked cute with all of his hair longish though, without his bangs as long as they were, he supposed it would be an odd sight. "Everyone is as they are, and what they become, for reasons they find out, or not."

Looking at the reader's fingers as they brushed hair from his eyes, the younger brunette smiled. His hair only bothered him sometimes, since he was used to it being in his face, and he liked the way he looked with his bangs long. "Yep. And I sure as hell like who you are" he said decisively, nodding. He heard the front door open, and he figured his mom was home, his suspicions confirmed when she called hello to whoever was home, and he responded, leaving it at a greeting, since she would come to see him anyways.

Nathaniel was smiling fondly down at Dray when he heard the movement from the front door and the cheery hello which was reciprocated by Draylen. He let the younger male up, again, to avoid looking like a potential creeper who held younger boys down while he put his hands all over them. The thought made him shudder a bit. Nathaniel was unsure to answer as well or stay silent until she saw him. Meeting new people, he was meeting two in one day.

Draylen sat up and fixed his shirt, shaking his head to fix his hair a bit, just so it didn't look like they were making out on the couch or something. Sure enough, a minute later his mom walked into the room, smiling at Dray, and then to Nathaniel. "Hey mom" he said brightly, smiling back, "This is Nathaniel. He's my new boyfriend" he said, his smile growing even more. She looked thrilled at this, beaming at Nathaniel.
"Well it's nice to meet you Nathaniel. You're welcome here whenever you like" she said, happy that this man seemed to make Draylen so happy.

Again, he was greeted by the other before introducing himself. He stuck his hand out for a formal greeting. He had already been introduced title wise by Draylen, so he didn't need to say much more than returning a thank you and maybe exchanging a few words. Nathaniel could tell she was very kind, probably strong too. Not all parents were strong enough to accept their child's coming out. "Thank you," he replied, nodding his head once. "It's nice to meet you too."