Chapter 6: Canker Sore

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Parker suggested that Chester should probably stay on the couch for a little while until he started feeling better, in which Chester refused.

"Dude, I said I'm fine! I don't need to rest!" Chester groans, wanting to just walk away from this conversation.

"Bro, your body is shaking! You CLEARLY need rest!" Parker argues.

Chester didn't even realize as he looks down at his hands, that were now definitely shaking.

"Oh..." Chester mumbles underneath his breath.

"Yeah, exactly. Now come sit down before I sit you down myself." Parker commands, pointing to the couch.

"Oooo, is that an invitation?" Chester snickers, watching Parker's face turn a bright pink.

"JUST SIT DOWN!"

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Moments later, Chester was on the couch, covered with blankets and pillows.

"Dude, you didn't need to make an entire fort for me, I would've been fine with a small blanket or something..." Chester mumbles from underneath all the blankets that were piled onto him.

"Ehh, you seem to be enjoying yourself." Parker smirks, making room for himself on the couch.

"Would you care to join me in fort Chestervill?"
Chester laughs, poking his head out from a blanket.

"Really? fort Chestervill is all that you could come up with?" Parker smirks.

"Look, do you wanna join me or not??"

"Pfff, fine."

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Chester raises a blanket up for Parker to slide in the "fort"....it was rather small, but they would make it work somehow.

"Welcome to the fort! Uhhh...it's not much, but it's home!" Chester smiles, one of those goofy smiles that makes Parker's heart basically explode.

"I'm honored to be here." Parker smiles back.

"As the king of this castle, I order you to uh..."
Chester stops for a minute, thinking of what to say next....

"I order you to...come a little closer! Right this instant!" Chester commands, relaxing his back at the end of the couch.

Parker rolls his eyes, crawling over to Chester's lower body area.

"That's a good little knight!" Chester praises, patting Parker's head.

"Alright...would my uh...king like anything else from me?" Parker asks, pretending not to be a flustered mess.

Chester raises an eyebrow, then smirks at him.

"I think you are well aware of what your king wants, little knight..." Chester purrs, putting his hands behind his head as if he was trying to relax.

Parker just stares at him, shocked. I guess this king stuff was really fueling his ego or something...

"Alright, dude..." Parker mumbles.

"Ahem! That's KING to you, you PATHETIC knight." Chester snarls at him, pulling at Parker's hair a bit.

Parker lets a small whimper leave his throat. Jesus...he shouldn't be liking this as much as he is right now.

"Y-Yes, my king..." Parker barley manages to whine out, moving his eyes down to Chester's waist.

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