The Shiny Rules All [Closed]

[Spiderfly]

Malchiah snickered as Pascha agreed with him. It seemed as if the owl really did like being poked and prodded and bothered. And yet everytime Malc did all he got was protestations and flailing. He was just amused that he knew better. Because really, what prankster didn't like getting pranked themselves?

"I'm plenty of . . HEY!" He said as the owl was suddenly up and gone. What the hell!? Malc cranked his head around, still on the floor to see the white male at his desk. Of all the stupid times to suddenly want to do paperwork this was absolutely the worst. And silliest.

He got up and began to move over towards Pascha and promptly gave the owl a gigantic hug from behind.

"Can't do work without your arms yes?" He asked, arms wrapped around the others rather firmly. Malc would be damned if the object of his interest would rather do paperwork than fool around.

[Greenie]

Pascha had to contain a rather loud snicker at the protest--clearly, he was missed, which made him feel better about not getting a satisfactory reaction out of the sparrow. Of course, he was facing the other direction and while he'd heard the bird get up, wasn't expecting to suddenly be enveloped in a hug, so squeaked.

Again.

Damnitall.

Couldn't do work without arms? Couldn't move period! And his wings were rather uncomfortable, but perhaps that would help him.. strongest muscles in his body, ftw! The owl pushed against Malc's arms with his wings and twisted his head around to give the sparrow a sour look. "You don't want me to ever fly again, do you?" He said in a grumbling tone of voice, though it was mostly facade; his wings, while tightly against his body, were fine.

[Spiderfly]

Malc grinned at the squeak, so easy. Far too easy really, but he loved it. He didn't think there was a single moment when Pasch and himself weren't bugging each other and being general dorks. It was awesome.

Oh. . this was going to be so cheesy. "You fly every night don't you? Come to bed. Pleeeease. You don't need wings to fly you know."

CHEEEESE. Even Malc had to wince at that one. It was so bad it hurt, which was why it was so bloody good. He hopped back as the males wings flew open a little. They really were too strong to hold down but that was fine. Swaying his hips Malc backed up towards the bed and sat his butt upon the edge. He snickered as he lifted a single finger to motion of Pasch to join him

He really did have to be painfully obvious with the owl.

[Greenie]

".. What?" Pascha said in a mildly confused, mostly disgusted tone of voice. The complete lack of worth in that statement was overpowering, it really was. "Where does that crap come from, Malc?" He asked with a snicker, "The deep recesses of your mind, or elsewhere?" He continued as the sparrow suddenly released him.

The owl turned around to see Malc swinging his hips and looking far too inviting for his own good, so he raised an eyebrow and stayed where he was for the moment.

He finally had a clear idea of what was going on, but it wasn't his fault he had the subtley of a dying cow.. and couldn't pick up on it, either. Pascha might be gay, but he was still sadly very, very male. The owl stood where he was, arms crossed, before he suddenly grinned and launched himself at the sparrow.

This time, there was at least a bed there..

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[Spiderfly]

Malchiah snickered at the disgusted look on Pasch's face. Yeah, that one was rather horrible wasn't it? At least it had finally gotten the owl's attention. "Crap? That's not crap is it?" He continued teasing, lightly with a shit-eating grin on his face. He put a hand on his heart and a arm in the air as if he was swearing to some higher power.

"It comes from the deepest recesses of my heart." He began reciting, grinning like a madman. "From the very COCKLES! For it is true and wonderful and. . ." SQUAWK.

Malchiah found himself on the bed, on his back, staring up at Pascha. Okay well, he wasn't expecting that one either, though it was quite nice. He grinned and wiggled, pressing his hips up and against the owl. Subtlety was nice, but you had to do what you had to do sometimes. Or something like that.

[Greenie]

Pascha pretended to think about it, then nodded sympathetically. "Yeah. It's crap. Sorry." Unfortunately Malc just kept going, which made Pascha want to find a large quantity of tape and seal his beak shut, but knowing Malc, he'd find some other way to recite horrible, horrible almost-poetry.

They were never, ever going to poetry slams.

EVER.

Thankfully the sparrow stopped (at least temporarily) after he tackled him, so he grinned down him. The owl wasn't at all surprised when Malc started wiggling and pressing, but he merely rose an eyebrow and remained still. "Are you going to stop with the crap?" He asked, an eyebrow raised. "Cause if you don't, you're not going to be getting any today." Pascha nodded solemnly, only half-serious.

He probably would find that tape, though.

[Spiderfly]

The most fantastic of pouts crossed Malc's face. Odd looking on a bird face but distinguishable to Pascha nonetheless. "Fine, but. . ." He giggled and wiggled again before wrapping his arms around Pascha mid-body and trying to roll. If the owl wouldn't play right away Malc would convince him otherwise.

"I promise, no crap." The grin said perhaps otherwise, but Pasch had gotten the words he wanted. Malchiah snuggled further against the owl nibbling and cuddling. His hands gently tugged the occasional feather as they wandered before settling on Pasch's back. He did so love how muscular his lover was, for such a small frame.

"Nurrr Pasch." he purred as well as possible against the white male. Well. . .begging never hurt anyone.

"Please?" He moaned with a pouty face, hands rubbing just a little. "I miss you." Malc said, this time with a grin. It was true, but . . okay it was crap.

[Greenie]

Pascha did indeed recognize the pout--it was an expression he saw far, far too often on his lover's face, especially when it came to taking a day off and exactly what they were going to do on that day off. He tried to ignore it, but soon found himself rolling, and barely stopped them from rolling right off the edge of the bed--again.

"You better not be lying to me," The owl replied suspiciously. "If you are, I might write some of it down and ask Ader what he thinks later. He might give it to Anoushka if he likes it enough.." He trailed off, then shrugged, lying through his teeth. Aderlass would likely not go anywhere near the piece of paper, and Anoushka would eat it before asking what it was.

Of course, Malc kept begging, and finally Pascha gave in and laughed. "You are far too gullible, Malc," He said, then nipped at whatever he could reach. "And it's only been five seconds, you couldn't have missed me.. and I didn't leave!" He leaned into the hands that were rubbing his back and wiggled so they were down just a tad bit further, then relaxed against the sparrow.

[Spiderfly]

"Me lie? Hah!" The sparrow said indignantly, only slightly aware that they had barely stopped from rolling off the bed. Not as if that would have been a bad thing anyway. Who needed a bed? He grinned as Pasch continued threatening with writing down his comments and showing them to Ader. Well now, that wouldn't be the most horrible thing. He had always wanted the mouse male to come along some night and join in on the fun between the two birds.

More the merrier right?

"I'm not gullible!" He said, fully realizing that Pasch had been playing with him as well. He just knew what moved the game along faster. "And I can so too miss you." He wiggled his eyebrows, implying that it wasn't just Pascha's general company that he had been missing. Malc was pleasantly surprised at where he suddenly found his hands and with a smirk he squeezed a bit.