#aussiecottontail

[spiritoffrostandfun]

Bunny snarled a bit, shifting his hold on Jack and moving to press his snout against the crook of Jack's neck. He snuffled loudly against him, covering his body almost completely with his own. His entire attitude screamed possessiveness, and at this point he probably had little control over his actions.

       Raging hormones or not, whatever it was, Jack was starting to feel very cornered. And a cornered Jack was a bad Jack, because cornered Jack was known for doing really stupid things. Palms pressed flat against Bunny’s chest, the winter spirit pushed as hard as he could.

       It was enough to at least get some breathing room between himself and the Aussie.

       Sharp blue eyes, both angry and glimmering with a quiet sheen of fear, stared pointedly back at the other’s directed glare. Figured, maybe, if he could at least get Bunny to stop and look at him — realize what was going on — he could get him to quit.

                                                                  “Damnit, snap out of it!”

[spiritoffrostandfun]

The Pooka ground his teeth together as his paws curled around Jack's shoulders, claws digging in lightly as he narrowed his eyes. A short huff escaped his lips. He didn't seem to give an explanation, and simply pressed him tighter against the wall.

                      That hurts.

       And Jack was not shy about making that point very obviously known. He winced when he felt the claws against his skin through the fabric of his hoodie, both hands shooting up to clasp the other’s arms, trying to push him off.

                         “Hey, what the hell’s wrong with you?” he demanded.

       He was being pinned rather painfully to a concrete wall, the least Bunny could do was give an explanation, and it better be a damn good one.

[spiritoffrostandfun]

Slams Jack into the nearest wall.

       Surprise would be a really bad word to use to describe Jack’s state of being when Bunny suddenly made an advance. Part of the winter spirit was expecting a slap to the face or something along those lines.

                                    Okay, okay, don’t panic, you didn’t do anything—.

       “You know there’s really got to be a better way to get my attention than this,” Jack muttered, tilting his head to the side a bit though his eyes remained fixed on the Aussie.

[coldeyesxwarmheart]

He snorted out a laugh. "Yeah, Pookas go into rut twice a year -- once in th'summer and once in th'winter. I try t'give Jack as much warning as I can."

".... Yup, if I see him I'm gonna let him know-- and probably hog him to myself." Because Wyatt was a possessive little shit of his dad, especially when he was away as long as he had been, it was just the way Wyatt was due to being alone so often.

[coldeyesxwarmheart]

"Yer the one that asked," he pointed out with a grin, crossing his arms behind his head. "Wouldn'tuv told ya if y'didn't."

"Yeah but I didn't actually think it was gonna be about that." Wyatt said making a face, though he wasn't one to say anything-- who he was currently involved with.. well he wasn't sure if that person had a mating season, though-- he knew first person the dark haired alpha was coming to was Wyatt if it did happen.

[coldeyesxwarmheart]

"So 'e doesn't come lookin' for me in the warren during m'rut and end up being fucked for a week," he explain, snorting.

".............. well I didn't need to know that." Said the brunette shuddering at any thought of Jack doing anything sexual as in ever, because the guy was his dad-- but he did what he wanted, Wyatt just preferred never having to think about it.

[coldeyesxwarmheart]

"My rut, mate. Kinduv like mating season. Kinduv not." He shrugged and scratched the back of his head.

"Why would Jack needa know about that?" Confused the boy was as he spoke, not too filled in on every little detail of Jack's life, it was more of the other way around-- Jack trying to know as much as he could about Wyatt to make up for lost time.

[coldeyesxwarmheart]

Aster groaned a bit. "Frick. Thanks, mate. M'rut's starting soon and I was hoping t'warn him-- hopefully he'll figure it out by himself then."

Did Bunny just say frick? How come Wyatt got in trouble for swearing in front of Jamie 'once' and this was okay? Eh, whatever, Wyatt would call Jack out on it the first time he swore around Wyatt at least-- if he even knew how to swear that is.  "Your what is starting when?" The accent was something Wyatt couldn't constantly understand easily.