red is a surprisingly quick learner. surprisingly, becausehe’s also mischievous as fuck, and often pretends to be ignorant if only to see xai get flustered and try to spellthings out for him. he will regularly let xai pamper and play with him, because he knows that the tiger gets an odd form of joy out of doing it.
today is not one of those instances. xai has been trying to get him to cuddle in bed all day, but though red can sit in a tree for a day and do nothing but watch the world around him, the key to his vegetative state is that he’s, well, alone.outside of solitude, he gets fidgety and irritated easily, even with this tiger that’s attached to his side for whatever reason.
especially, with this tiger that’s attached to his side.
he can’t hear xai’s words ( obviously ) but he can feel them against his spine, his shoulder blades, the back of his neck. it’s a good thing his face is currently buried under a moundof pillows, else the risk of xai seeing his massive eye-rollwould be ridiculously high.
all of the tiny kisses and touches are getting to him, and he knows then that today is going to be a day for alone time. lots of it. he flips over to face xai, his expression asdead as ever, though there’s that spark in his eyes he gets when he’s actually feeling something.
he pushes xai onto his back and straddles the larger man, hands resting on xai’s bare chest lightly. xai stares up at him, and if the grin is anything to go by, the tiger thinks he’s getting lucky today.
red leans forward, presses their lips together and intends, at first, for it to be a chaste kiss, but when xai’s hands rest on his hips with nails biting into tender skin, red letsout a harsh noise. xai takes advantage of this and deepensthe kiss, lets his hands trail up the snake’s back while hiships begin a distracting rhythm.
for a moment, red is distracted enough to allow this. he’sgetting better with feeling pleasure from sexual things, butnow is not the time. right now, he wants to be alone, not humping the enthusiastic man below him. he pulls away, presses a sharp bite to the tiger’s jaw before sucking a bruise onto the spot.
"Leaving.” it’s a single word, but it has the desired effect--xai immediately releases him, but not before pouting and letting out a rumble that must be loud, if the vibrations from his chest are anything to go by.
red doesn’t waste another moment, and instead crawlsoff of xai and off of the bed completely before disappearingfrom the hideout with a shunpo.
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