"No! You arsehole!" Will squirmed, slapping at Tuck's hands. "I'm not ticklish I don't know why you're even bothering- haha-help!" Tuck was between his legs pressing down on him though, and the only way out was to wriggle onto the floor, where there was a coffee table in the way, so he didn't. Not that having Tuck's body over his was terrible. In fact, he could wrap his legs around Tuck's middle and pull him in closer, so he did.