Chapter 53: Tickle Monster

"No, stupid. I don't want to see your balls. Get out or else I'll scream and Sable will come to my aid."

Esmeralda threatened, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and amusement.

But even as she spoke, a mischievous smile played on her lips, betraying her true feelings.

"Oh really? You'll call Sable here?"

Kaisen retorted, his laughter ringing out in the room.

"Seems like you need another dose of these tickling monsters."

He raised his fingers in a claw-like gesture, advancing playfully toward her, who couldn't help but giggle in response.

"No, don't, Kaisen-kun. Don't do this."

She pleaded, her voice tinged with both fear and excitement as she continued to circle the bed, with Kaisen in hot pursuit.

"Or else what? What are you going to do, princess?"

With a sudden burst of energy, Kaisen leaped onto the bed—a forbidden move—as Esmeralda shrieked in surprise and tried to make a dash for the door.

But Kaisen was quicker than she anticipated.

He lunged at her from the bed, landing just behind her with a thud, causing her to yelp in shock.

Before she could react, he wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her up into the air.

Esmeralda's back pressed against his chest, her buttocks sliding over his crotch and up to his chest.

One of his hands found its way to her breast while the other remained firmly on her waist.

"Noo, don't, Kaisen-kun. Put me down."

She protested, attempting to sound serious, but her giggles betrayed her true feelings.

He chuckled as he slowly moved towards the bed, Esmeralda still in his arms.

Her damp hair tickled his nose, and her body shivered and squirmed against him, her laughter filling the room.

He couldn't help but enjoy the sensation, especially the feeling of her breast on his palm.

'So soft and supple. And no bra either.'

"Put you down, princess? That's a bad idea. Why don't we jump around instead?"

As she squirmed under his touch, he couldn't resist the urge to tease her further, lightly touching her boobs here and there amidst her laughter.

"Kaisen-kun, hahahahaha!"

She exclaimed between fits of laughter, the sensation of his fingers driving her to the brink of hysteria.

"Ah, it's not that effective. Let me make it more effective."

He said mischievously as he swiftly reached down and pulled the hem of her nightie, causing it to ride up and expose her smooth, milky thighs.

"No, no, no, hahahahaha, Kaisen-kun!"

She squealed and shrieked, her hands frantically trying to stop him, but all her efforts were in vain as her nightie slowly rode up, revealing her panties beneath.

"Come on, princess. Why are you so shy, hahaha? Aren't we friends, princess?"

He mocked playfully, his hands continuing to lift her nightie until he could see her bare navel.

With mischievous glee, he began to tickle her exposed sides, all while straddling her thighs.

She squirmed and writhed beneath him, her laughter filling the room as she tried in vain to escape his teasing fingers.

"Kaisen-kun, hahaha! Stop, hahahahaha!"

Esmeralda pleaded between fits of laughter, her struggles only fueling Kaisen's teasing.

"Aren't you a strong woman who can mock a man who got kicked in the balls by a horse? Why are you laughing like this then?"

He teased, his fingers continuing to tickle her sides mercilessly.

As she squirmed around, her nightie rode up even further, causing her breasts to spill out from the gown, adding to her embarrassment and laughter.

"Kaisen-kun, hahahahaha! Stop, hahahaha!"

Esmeralda pleaded through her laughter, her breasts jiggling with each movement, the inverted nipples beckoning him.

"You're laughing, princess, haha. I don't think it's effective enough."

With a swift movement, he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head like he had done the night before, bringing an end to the tickling assault.

Esmeralda's laughter gradually subsided as she breathed heavily, her face flushed entirely, her hair tousled around her, and her eyes locked onto his crimson ones.

Her breasts heaved up and down with each breath, and she became acutely aware of her almost nakedness.

Despite this, she maintained eye contact with him, a mix of amusement, embarrassment, and something else flickering in her gaze.