"Alright, alright. I'm sorry Livvy," Greg said as he made his best sad puppy dog face. Oh he wasn't really sorry, he had truly wanted to do that, and after having done so felt very giddy. Feelings were weird that way, they were hard to explain and harder still to tell someone how you came about it. Surely she like being tickled, but if she hadn't then he had made a grave mistake. Frowning, he glance over at her a sincere look of regret clowded his features, he had never been so serious in his life about the fact that he was sorry. "I'm really sorry, don't be made," he almost whispered, he was tempted to go in for another kiss but had deduced that it would probably not end well for him.
An idea flashed across his mind, and oh was the idea an ingenious one. Gingerly, he crossed one of his hands along the very space he had just stopped tickling, careful not to tickle her further. Then he realeased her from the embrace and slowly backed away from her, until his head came to rest just above her ankles, where he had started to tickle her. He glanced up at Livvy a sincere look of apology etched across his face. His mouth touched her leg, and he planted a small kiss there, then he scooted a little further up her leg and planted another kiss. "I can kiss it to make it feel better," he offered as he delivered another kiss, "Unless you don't want me to."