He made himself comfortable on his lap and pressed his face against his chest. Letting out a whiny sound.

"Now now. Whining won't get you anywhere, love." he tutted softly.

He looks up at him with a grumpy pout on his face.

Alistair reached his hand up, and tickled the brat's belly.

His lips quiver as he was still trying to pout even though his body wanted to laugh. Soon the laughter won and was giggling loudly. "No! No! Unfair!" he laughs.

Alistair mercilessly kept going, tickling his belly and his sides!

Ryker was squealing and laughing. Squirming around and gently batted his hands at him to get him to stop.

"no more pouting, or I'll keep tickling~" he teased him.

"Okay! Okay!" he laughs. "I'll stop!"