Crows and Seagulls Are Totally Pals Right?

Seagull buried his face in a pillow, willing himself not to scream; instead, he gasped and moaned into the fabric. As much as it hurt, and as much as he was disgusted, a part of him was completely delighted to finally be having sex with Crow.

Luckily for Seagull, the more he got into it, the more gentle and loving he was with his motions, obviously switching from being aggressive to trying to get pleasure out of it.

Seagull relaxed into his touch, enjoying it more by the second.

After some time of that, Crow finally finished their session. When he was done, he laid down next to Seagull, stretching out like a cat.

Seagull collapsed onto his side, wincing audibly. He quickly averted his eyes from Crow's, still red in the face and panting.

Crow kissed him on the cheek.

"Aww, that was wonderful." He sighed happily. "I haven't have a fuck that good in ages~"

His face reddened further and he scooted away.

"Y-yeah right--you're just saying that."

He grinned.

"No. Would've been better if you actually knew what you were doing, but beggars can't be choosers."

Seagull rolled onto his other side, embarrassed.

"...Fuck you."

He laughed.

"Oh, but I can fix that with a few more awesome fucks with you."

"Who said this is happening again?!" he snapped incredulously, rolling over again to glare at Crow.

Crow just looked at him.

"Oh, I just assumed. You don't want more?"

"...That's irrelevant."

"So it will happen again." He said, pleased.

"I never said that!!"

"But think; the entire reason we slept together today was because you wanted it all this time." He sighed happily. "Which means, no matter how long it takes, it'll happen again."

Seagull pouted, crossing his arms.

"...I'll learn to resist better."

He just laughed.

"I have bigger dicks to suck than yours, anyway. I don't care that much."

"...That's one of the reasons I'm going to resist you," he grumbled.

He laughed.

"Does that bother you or something?"

"You're just as much of a whore as when I met you--I don't want to touch you, and I don't want to fall in love with you. Ever."

"It's just casual sex." He waved his hand. "It's not a big deal."

"I'm not interested in casual sex," he spat with disgust. "I'm a religious man."

"Well, congratulations, you're a sinner."

"I can repent!" he insisted.