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The countless hours that had passed by were making Red Panna cotta cookie.. unusually antsy? He didn’t know how to put it. Sugar swan- no. The person who had claimed to be their sugar swan had jailed him and gold honey cake abruptly. The two had tried almost everything, trying to melt the bars, having gold honey cake punch or pull them- but it seemed nothing wanted to budge. He hadn’t seen blue slushy in a hot minute either which caused him to worry as he paced around the small bird cage, the unusually watchful eyes of gold honey cake cookie staring him down as the two were covered in marks and scars from having tried to escape a… bit too hard.
🍮”Will you stop your staring? For a moment? I feel that I would think better without eyes burning themselves into the back of my head.”
Red panna cotta cookie got snappy with gold honey cake cookie, opting to try and sit down before remembering how tight of a space this was.
🍯”I’ve seen you be antsy before it’s just that I haven’t seen you get THIS antsy!.. haha.. it kind of makes me worry about how bad this will end up.”
red panna cotta looked back up at gold honey cake cookie after the other abruptly spoke, pursing his lips with a stern expression as he shook his head in disapproval when gold honey cake cookies doubts actually were recognized in the gears of red panna cotta’s mind.
🍮”Surely you understand that in the worst case scenario, once the sugar swan returns this tyrants rein will end, yes?”
…
it had been hours at this point, red panna cotta could assume. The pair had given up on talking to do something with the time, red panna cotta brushing his feathers silently with his hand. It wasn’t enough, there was nothing to do. Red panna cotta cookie stared at gold honey cake cookie for a second, huffing as he stood up.
🍮”i assume you’re as bored as i am.”
Gold honey cake cookie looked up from the corner he was staring at, blinking at red panna cotta and nodding his head.
🍯”Glad you noticed!”
his grand way of speaking was brought back on as red panna cotta quickly shushed the other, taking a step towards him and leaning forward.
🍮”if it’s not too much.. may you.. help me preen my feathers? I don’t exactly have any of my usual products so I’ll need to be much more precise and have a backup pair of.. talons.”
Gold honey cake cookie blinked staring at red panna cotta cookie like he was damn near crazy, thoughts racing through his mind before he crossed his arms.
🍯“If you are- sure ?? I wouldn’t entirely do something like that in here as the black sugar swan mi-“
(THE FREAKING STARTS HERE)
“Oh dear LORD!-“
Red panna cotta cookie grasped at the bars of the cage before deciding to hold on to it, his legs slightly hooking outside of the cage as he felt the contact of gold honey cake cookies hands around his waist. Tears bud at his eyes as he could only roll his hips on the thick muscle of gold honey cake cookies hips as he was pushed straight down onto them with urgency from the much more buffer man becoming apparent as he teethed at the feathers on red panna cotta cookies arm. Red panna cotta could only let out a guttural moan as gold honey cake grunted in his ear, a stupid smirk on his face.
🍯”You came undone a lot quicker than I though you would..”
Gold honey cake cookie sighed, watching the tears fall from red panna cotta cookies eyes. The only feeling he could comprehend right now were his insides feeling so full and trying to fit gold honey cake as his nerves were practically destroyed, only letting out a moan at the teasing done by the bigger man. Red panna cotta cookie tried to sit up on gold honey cake cookies lap to try and regain his senses, not wanting to be surprised for anything but it seemed gold honey cake cookie had other plans in mind. The bigger man used this chance to get red panna cotta to stop gripping the bars of the cage, turning around so his back was pressed against the bars and his knees were bent so red panna cotta cookie was sitting in his lap, rolling his hips.
🍯: “let’s try something new!”
Red panna cotta cookie let out a half minded scoff, gently punching gold honey cake cookie in the chin as he moved his hips along with gold honey cakes, his eyes focused on their legs so closely together.
🍮: “…how queer..”
red panna cotta cookies mind was half gone now, just letting out random strings of words and trying to keep his serious demeanor as his stomach clenched against gold honey cake cookies throbbing cock inside of him, a blush dusting his cheeks.
CHAPTER TWO LATER WHERE THERES MORE NASTY FUCKING AND THEN THEYRE SAVED DONT WORRY I JUST FINISHED BECAUSE IT WAS THE DAY OF DRAFT DELETIOn