the mark 2

stop being this way

For the next two days, tharn was livid and fustrated with types attitude and the way he stuck to his guns about the no touching rule until he saw what was in those rooms.
He doesn't know how, but type did something to the guest room so tharn couldn't even pick it open, there was no way it could get taken off, so even though you're was there the two didn't sleep in the same bed and that started to piss tharn off.
Sitting across the table, tharn had his head hung to eye his food to swirl about.
Looking up, he saw type come in with his plate and a notebook to then sit, to eye it and eat at the same time.
Tharn straightened up to fully eye, to then wrap his arms about his chest to sign.
Type started to smile, has he chewed, while staying with his silent treatment, he could tell it was starting to weigh on tharn.
Tharn then narrowed his eyes at that smile.
"I know what your doing type, you need to knock it off."
Type shook his head to then start to draw, other then trying to gain access into those rooms, he was very serious about changing the decor in there home, especially since he was going to pay for it, rather tharn liked it or not.
Tharn huffed.
"Type! Your being a prick."
Types eyes widen to then look up a bit in shock.
"Mm...."
Type then looked back down to then consume his meal.
Tharn rolled his eyes.
He then got up with his plate to then go to his work room in the basement a bit with a stomp.
Type peered his eyes up to sign a bit.
Placing the pen to the notebook, he then went to eating a bit quick, they needed to talk.
Once done, he then got up with his plate to then go to the kitchen, to then clean it.
Placing it away, he turned to then go to tharns work place in the basement, going down he then placed his body to the door frame to wrap his arms to eye the plate that wasent even touched to his table that was near his key board to take a deep breathe in.
Walking in, he then stepped behind him, to eye.
"You need to eat."
Tharn looked up from typing to then spin his chair to eye type.
"Talking to me again?"
Type shrugged.
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"Fine, two can play this childish game, I am not going to eat until you talk to me."
Tharn turned to then eye up to continue with his work.
Type furrowed his brow. He then continued to stand there eyeing tharns back and then the food to sign heavily.
"Fine! You need to eat, happy now."
Tharn smirked to then turn his chair to eye.
"Very. You need to stop this though."
Type shook his head.
"All this will end when you let me in those rooms."
"Type, that is not going to happen, they are for privacy purpose, not that I don't trust you, now please knock this off."
Type looked to the ceiling to shake his head.
"I am not going to stop this until I can gain access in those rooms, if I am too change the decor I want it to be apart of everything."
Tharn raised an eye brow.
"So.... You went to this training place for three years to then become an interior decorator?"
Type looked to tharn narrowly.
"I want this house to express us not just you nor me, but both, can you understand that?"
"Type, these rooms don't need to be touched okay, also they have my clients very personal attributes in there, so can you please just drop it."
Types made a face.
"Has ive been gone for the last 3 years, let me tell you I have grown more stubborn. So no."
Type smiled wide to then turn.
Tharn eyed him narrowly unimpressed with that action, moving forward, he then wrapped his hand to his wrist to then pull type to his lap, to then wrap his arms about, type struggled.
"No? Let go!"
Tharn placed his chin to his shoulder to peer his eyes to the side, eyeing type.
"No, ive had enough of this behivor, I'm just going to take type."
Types eyes widen to turn his head.
"You wouldn't.... Hey!"
Type turned his head back to look down to eye, tharn had moved a hand to his pants to then start to undo, type started to thrash a bit.
"Damnit tharn! No! Not until you....nnn."
Type stopped thrashing to then tense has tharn was able to place his hand in his pants, then boxers to grab ahold of his member.
Type breathed heavily to twitch, then he made a confusion expression, tharn wasn't moving his hand.
"Um.... Tharn?"
Tharn smiled to then place his mouth to his ear.
"Do you want me to..... Stroke? Jerk? Make you saturated with your own pre cum?"
Type gulped, his cock twitched in tharns hand.
Type signed.
"Don't be an asshole!"
Type then thrusted his groin up, however that didn't make tharns hand move, he then whimpered a bit.
"Knock it off!"
Tharn then licked his ear. Type lifted his head back a bit, his mouth started to salivate a bit.
"Ah tharn! Jerk me off damnit!"
Tharn then rubbed his bottom lip to his ear lobe.
"Are you going to stop acting this way?"
Type turned his head to eye tharn a bit  defensive.
"Tharn are you really going to not...."
Type then thrusted his groin up.
Tharn shrugged.
"That's right."
Type gritted his teeth.
"Then let go of my Cock! You are not going to aah...."
Types body tensed has tharn stroked once.
"Just stop acting like this type, then I'll...."
Tharn stroked again.
Type turned his head to hang it.
"This.... Is low tharn, even for you! Do not use my body for this!"
Tharns lips parted to sign, he then let go of his member to place his hands to either side of his chair rests to then press his body to the chair.
"Go then type."
Type leaned forward a bit to breathe heavily.
"Are.... Are you going to eat?"
Tharn gritted his teeth.
"Mm.... Now go."
Type then flexed his jaw to turn his head to eye. Tharn looked at him with no expression.
"You better eat, if not, I.... Won't sleep in the bed again, now I need to get some work done."
Type then got up to place himself away to leave in haste.
Tharn shook his head to roll his eyes.
"This is idiotic, mm, at least if I eat, he will actually sleep with me in our bed." He murmured to himself, turning he then grabbed the plate to then consume.
Both then worked a bit frustrated but at least later they would be together in the same bed. That was something at least.