Beyond Tickling

Those quick brushes he does while tickling her just aren’t enough. Yeah, they casually touch shoulders and legs on the piano, and there are the occasional hands on arms and stuff, but… man, her skin is really soft and he wants to touch it for real. That strip of brown skin that peeks between her shirts and her jeans always has his attention. He can’t count how many times he has imagined what it would be like to be able to walk up to her and run his hand over that patch of exposed back until he could hold onto her waist and pull her close and…You get the picture.//Or 3 times Luke wants to touch a part of Julie's skin, and 1 time she is the one to do it. Or the one in which Luke is thirsty and we understand. Continuation to my fic Ticklish Much?, but can be read as a standalone. Canon 'verse.