Naptime's over ((Ya know the drill, may end up NSFW))

[what_if_alice]

She didn't dream at all and so when she wakes up, she's got a big smile on her face. Without moving her head, she glances down at Rick's arm over her side and her smile gets even bigger. She vaguely remembers his last words, well technically, she only vaguely remembers why it was nap time either. Moving as slowly and silently as she can, she eases her arm out from under his then touches the back of his hand. She wait’s a few seconds then does it again. Poke, poke, poke, silent chuckle, poke! Oh no she's not woken up in a playful mood at all.

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When the cadence of her breathing changed, his did too. They woke up at the same time. Only years of interesting living kept him still and checking his surroundings on waking, while she moved.

Stretching, pretending to still be half-asleep he moves his hand to her side. She probably won't fall for this. He waits until she relaxes slightly before pouncing. His fingers flex, tickling.

[what_if_alice]

It's a mighty struggle to keep from squirming when one minute she's happily poking and chuckling and the next, he's tickling! She looks over her shoulder, trying to judge if he did it on purpose. Since his eyes are closed she decides to give him the benefit of the doubt but... just in case, she pokes the back of his hand again.

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He groans and moves his hand lower, as if trying to get away. This time when he pounces he doesn't stop. He even nibbles at the back of her neck, trying to give her two targets to avoid.

[what_if_alice]

Ohhhh now she understands what was hidden before! He wants war! Even if still sleeping. She squirms just a little at his tickles and nibbles but that's it. Can't let him think she'll say "surrender" for that! Ha!

She can't keep the chuckles silent anymore as she pokes him again and again!

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"Didn't think you'd be ticklish. Mmm, I like this," he mutters into her neck.

Encouraged the uses his other hand on her belly too. Now the goal is to find out where she's the most ticklish.

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If he thinks the feel of his warm breath on the back of her neck will make her throw in the towel and give up, he's sadly mistaken! She leans back her head but watches the path his hands take as the move over her tummy. She tenses when his fingers brush over a tickle spot.

"... Am not ticklish!" *poke, poke, poke!* "Ha!"

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The inner part of the thigh, right where it meets the body. That's usually a good one. His fingers dance over her body as he works his way there. It's been forever since he's tickled anybody. The last person had been a young Jack, who'd gotten miffed when she figured out he didn't have any.

"No, you're not ticklish," he agrees and then tickles her some more just to hear her laugh.

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Her eyes get huge and she scrambles to grab his hand! Not that it's working well or anything. She bursts out laughing and very, very gently, she doesn't want a repeat of the snapped side, tries to get away from him.

"Not ticklish! No, no, no! Not there!"

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"Yes, there. ::follows her deeper into the fireplace:: And here. And here. And here."

He kisses the last spot instead of kissing, dodging her hands to do it.

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She swats at his hands, laughing and still squirming for freedom. Even his kiss does not stop her from trying to escape so she can re-think her battle plan.

"No theres! No, no, no! Bad, bad bad plan!"

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"Ahh, but you see, I'm a bad, bad, bad man. And that makes it okay. Matter of fact... ::pause to find a new tickle spot:: if I wasn't doing this... there could be trouble."

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She uses that brief pause to reach out and grab at the bricks. If she can reach them, maybe, just maybe, she can pull herself away... yeah the plan sucks but hey, it's better than nothing and it is hard to think right while laughing so hard.

"No okays! Always trouble! Ricks are trouble!"

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"Ought-o. ::tisks her and shakes his head:: You figured it out. Now you've done it." Riddick stops tickling and looks her over thoughtfully. "Let's see... What are we going to do with you?"

[what_if_alice]

She looks over her shoulder at him and gives him a huge smile when the tickles stop, well for a minute. She can't let her guard down just yet. One thing she thinks she'll always remember, if she remembers nothing else is... Ricks are tricky!

"Not tickles. Ummmm can keep"

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"Hell yes, I'm keeping you. Keeping you so I can have my way with you. And right now... That means ... Tickles"

He pounces again. Both hands and his teeth search for ways to make her laugh and squirm.

[what_if_alice]

She squeals, yes squeals, when he starts tickle-biting her all over again. She knew it! Tricky, tricky, tricky! Even though squirming and batting at his hands didn't work before, she tries it again. This time tho' she manages to grab one of his hands and pushes it away, laughing the whole time.

"Throw away, throw away!"

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"Nope, not a chance. Mine. That means I get to tickle you. Your stuck."

Giving her a chance to breath, he pulls her tight to him. Nothing could make him let go now.

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"Stuck, stuck, stuck!"

She chants breathlessly and if anything her smile gets bigger when he gathers her up and holds on to her. She wiggles around in his embrace enough so she's facing him.

"Yours! Happy Rick."

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He heaves a contented sigh before answering, "Yeah, I'm a happy Rick. And you look like a very happy Alice. So, you ready for your surprise?"

[what_if_alice]

She leans in, rubs her nose against his and laughs all over again.

"Happy me, yeah!" *big, giant smile* "Am rested and ready ... on a condition."

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Grabbing her up, he rolls her ontop of him.

"Oh?"

[what_if_alice]

She laughs all over again when he rolls them over. She squirms and wiggles until she's sitting up then looks down at him with her brow arched.

"Yeah ohs. No tickling!"

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"Mmm. I don't know if I can do that. Something tells me you need to be tickled. A lot."

His mouth follows hers, teasingly staying about an inch away, while his hands lightly stroke her back.

[what_if_alice]

He makes it hard to keep the lines straight in her head when he rubs her back but... if she gives in and just happily smiles, there might be tickles! So she snaps her teeth at him and chuckles.

"Ha! See what Rick doesn't know. Am a good me! 'Sides escaping lots, always listen." *she chuckles all over again before patting his chest.* "Yeah, don't think need lots of tickles."

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"I know you're a good you. But what if I've decided my new life's work... is to tickle you?"