Whiskers

Far From It

That hurts... 

Jared's grip on Knight's hand tightened further, making the shifter lying behind him who had been previously trying to grope between his legs, let out a muffled cry. 

Dammit pussy, it hurts! 

A low growl echoed within the bedroom, the vibration from the sound reverberating beneath the heavy blanket they were both under. 

Keep your hands to yourself, bird. He hissed into Knight's mind. 

But sharing is caring. Knight replied as his hand was finally released and he quickly retracted it, his body rolling over to put his back to Jared's with a huff. 

"You have no right to be upset. You shouldn't even be in my bed. You should be sleeping outside in the backyard in a tree." Jared stated. 

Mean. 

Grinding his teeth together, Jared fought to keep from doing anything he'd regret. His lion had been very close to just coming out and teaching the cocky chicken a lesson, once and for all, but he was just barely holding it back. 

It's not like you have to do anything. I'll just touch you inappropriat-Before Jared could stop himself, his rolled over onto Knight, easily pinning the smaller guy with his weight. Their faces were inches apart and his teeth were beginning to elongate as his lion roared through his human mouth. 

Down boy, relax. 

"Can you ever be serious, even for five seconds?" Jared snarled, earning a corny growl in return from Knight. 

"What if I don't want to be?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, his head tilting slightly to the side on the pillow like a bird's. 

Sighing, Jared pursed his lips and tried to calm himself down. He'd specifically gotten out of bed earlier and made some food, which had mostly been eaten by a ravenous Palace and his frustrating brother, so that he could tolerate a few more hours of Knight's overly-clingy self. 

"You know what? I think I'm done." He said before dropping back down onto his side and closing his eyes. 

The peace only lasted a couple seconds. 

A finger poked at his cheek, but Jared refused to open his eyes. He just wanted some damn rest. If Knight needed to entertain himself, so be it. He could jerk off for all he cared as long as he left him alone. 

"Aww, come on. Don't be a sourpussy." He whined. 

Jared fought to keep from lifting his upper lip to show some teeth in annoyance. When he didn't respond, Knight made a quiet frustrated sound and reached over to tug at Jared's bangs a little harder than was pleasant. 

"Come on. Yell at me. Get mad. I can handle you." He said as he lightly shoved Jared's shoulder. 

Instead of responding aggressively, Jared carefully rolled onto his back, wincing slightly from the ache his injuries caused. 

"No thanks. I'm tired of you." He said calmly with a half-lidded stare. 

Knight frowned, looking at him in silence for several seconds before his expression changed to one of utter shock. 

"Tired, of me? Not possible. I am amazing!" 

Jared felt his eyes ache from rolling them so wide. 

"You are a frustrating bird brain that has no qualms about hurting someone as long as it gets you attention, even if it's negative." Jared said honestly.