[His attentions to her foot make her laugh -- not because she's particularly ticklish, but because...well, it just looks really silly. Which isn't something they've really done before. Playful, yes, but the play has always had a dark edge to it. She likes silly and the way the warm tingle of amusement runs through her skin.
Grinning, she pokes his shoulder with her other toe.] You know where those have been, don't you?
Sunday! \^^/
Grinning, she pokes his shoulder with her other toe.] You know where those have been, don't you?