"You called me Tarzan yesterday," His eyebrow raised comically, heeding a warning that he won't stop mercilessly teasing you about your hatred of his extra bushy beard. "I take full offense, babe."

He nuzzled your belly again, watching as you giggled and tried to push him away, a grin spread across his lips. "Makin' me sad, honey," he feigned sadness, pouting dramatically.

"Don't like the beard, huh? Thought I was your manly man?"

Another nuzzle followed, his beard tickling your stomach.