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Berdly gripped onto the sheets as Kris continues to tease him more and more. Various sounds escape Berdly’s throat. Guttural moans and needy whines and his voice so softly begging them to not stop.
The bluebird let out a soft yelp as he got flipped onto his stomach with his tail in Kris’s grasp. “Did you like that, darling?” Kris said in an ever so gentle voice, sending shivers down his spine.
“Just… continue…” Berdly moans into the pillows, muffling himself even more. Kris raised his butt up into the air and increased the vibration, which politely sat inside him. Their hands move back onto Berdly’s dick and return to the same pace “Please…” as before.
If the human had a tail just like Berdly, it would be wagging. Were they really doing a good job in pleasuring their boyfriend?
“Kris please—“ Berdly started thrusting his hips against Kris’s palms. “I-I’m so close…” he let out a small squawk as Kris gripped his cock tighter.
“Stay put, blue.” Kris whispered “Just tell me what to do.” and proceeded to target his neck, smothering it with kisses and messing about with the control of the vibrator. Berdly whimpered, squirming with discomfort and pleasure all the same. “Is that good? is it too much, my love?”
Berdly couldn’t make a single comprehensible sentence. It was all too much. But he loved every second of it. “Faster, Kris. P-please-“
Kris did as Berdly requested, his moaning getting ridiculously louder and pathetic.
“Sing, my little bluebird.” Kris chuckled, kissing his back. “You’re making such beautiful noises…”
Berdly bit into the pillow before letting out a high pitched cry. He swore he could hear Kris giggle at his attempt to silence himself.
He was panting heavily, trying to recollect himself as he’d just been come undone by Kris’s touch.
After a bit of cleaning. Tossing the bedsheets and pillowsheets into the washing machine, washing each other up at the bathroom and having a nice little chat in between.
“Same time again next week?” Kris smiled with such an innocent demeanour. As if they didn’t just overstimulate their boyfriend.
“Shut up.” Berdly with prominent embarassment spreading across his face “…You make it sound like a business deal.”
“It makes it sound smart.” Kris grinned.
“Ooh.” Berdly suddenly lit up “I suppose that’s true.”
Kris laughed softly. “You’re so cute, birdbrain.”
Berdly huffed, but gave Kris a bashful smile. “Same time again next week.”
“…” Kris looked at him, blankly "or… we could go for round two.” the dirty thoughts got to them quicker.
Berdly shook his head “N-no- we- we can’t. I’m out of energy Kris.”
“Hm. But I’m not.” Kris chuckled and kissed him. Berdly whined. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding…” and with an evil smirk spreading across their face, Kris leans against the door frame of Berdly’s bedroom. “Heyyyyyyyy”
“Get out of the way, Kris. I have to cook us dinner.” Berdly grumbled.
“We can order take out.” Kris walks over to Berdly, their arms wrapped around Berdly’s waist. “I can’t believe you climaxed to me doing an impression of your fictional crush.”
Berdly shrieked “SHSHHHH— UGH!” and shoved Kris away, making Kris laugh out loud. “Sh-shut your TRAP, Dreemurr— f-for cl-clarification, I was already close to—“
“I was like, my boyfriend totally busts everytime he appears on screen and goes ‘sing little blue bird’—“ Kris grinned as Berdly silences them with his feathered hands.
“STOP IT” Berdly whined, removing his hands trusting Kris to not bully him any further.
“—I really didn’t expect that to be true—“
Berdly tackled them onto their sheetless bed and did his most angriest… pout. “Don’t, Kris. Or I’m going to tell Susie you gooned to her voice when she was out of town.”
Kris let out the sassiest gasp, and gave their best disgusted mean girl expression “I DID NOT????”
“You didn’t, but I will exaggerate.”
“..." they eyed him, suspiciously. "You won't."
“I won’t.” Berdly made himself comfortable on Kris’s lap. Despite the tension levels being high, Kris held his waist in place just to make sure he wouldn’t fall off. “That is you stop making fun of me.”
“But I love it when you get worked up over the impressions I do. It helps me train my voice and I get a reward everytime I do it.”
“You only train your voice for characters i…” Berdly slowly stopped “Kris, you know I love your voice as it is, right?”
“…huh?” Kris blinked in surprise “All of a sudden?”
“It’s not all of a sudden, Kris.” Berdly cupped their face “I… I enjoy your impressions. Okay? But… you should train your voice because of voices you like. Not because of what I like.”
“But I get rewarded?”
“With?” Berdly relaxed his arms, embracing Kris.
“…with you. being a flustered, whiny mess.”
“Well.” Berdly spluttered, flustered. He rests his cheek against Kris’s head. “I am still a mess, when it’s your voice. The impressions are nice. I’ll give you that. It’s so impressive I get horribly embarassed because of that.”
Kris’s heart started racing.
They felt warm.
They buried their face into Berdly’s chest.
Don’t say it, Berdly.
“But, I’m dating you for you.” Berdly chuckled softly “If I’d rather keep to my fictional characters, I would have never been much happier than I am today.”
Berdly’s chest tingles a bit with the vibrations from Kris’s hum.
“I’ve been trying to mimic some other characters too.” Kris mumbled “but I prioritized yours, because I wanted to see if you’d get the reference or feel any more heightened.”
“Well, technically I did” Berdly laughed “but I’d prefer to hear my Kirk over a fictional hunk anyday.”
“Never refer to me as Kirk again or I’m going to edge you next week and deny you an orgasm.”
“Fuck you.”
Kris tossed him onto the bed, making his back hit the mattress. “Bet.”
“NO—“