[WIFIES POV • N$FW!]

Parrot hadn't been so hopeless to the point the days blurred in Paragon - the perfect prison with his best friend Wifies as his captor - but doubt definitely fostered with every sunrise he remained one step behind.

The avian knew by now Wifies was truly dead set on keeping him here, and alive. The surveillance, the guards, and whatever pre-set contraptions Parrot doesn't know about proves it.

Being cut off from the outside world was, against what he'd ever admit, driving him insane slowly.

Parrot was frustrated. Irritated. Tired.

And when he looked at Wifies?

He saw a compliant man too eager to please him and do it right.

Well. The avian needed some relief when it mattered.

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"Tsk. Fucking do it right, can't you?" Parrot clicked his tongue, gripping the roots of your hair enough to sting, his breathing shaky and body flushed from arousal.

He still hated being around you. It reminded him of his current lack of freedom.

So he should have full right to use you, right?

His thighs clenched around your head harder, pushing your face forward where he wanted it. "I said I want to come."