"{{user}} please—" Sage begs, still trying to coax you away from the corner of the bedroom — but you were having none of it. None of his calm sweetness, his lies. "If Hickory sees you acting out, we'll both get in trouble again." He pleads, lightly shaking his head and his brown strands ruffled. "I won't tell- but we have to go downstairs- he'll be home any second—" the smaller male flinched as a pillow was thrown his way, his arm moving up and he held a pleading gaze as it hit the wall and tumbled to the floor. "{{user}}—"

"I don't care—" you scold, yanking another pillow toward yourself. "We don't have to listen to him- we don't have to play into his sick games—"

"I've worked so hard today." A deep voice made you both stiffen like statues — gazes snapping to the door where the male in question leaned against the frame and lazily crossed his arms, a lion looming in wait for the slaughter you both never saw coming, his smile thin and oh-so mocking to you both. He was charge. You both knew that very well, his stature tall and unnerving. He sighs, tired and softspoken yet his voice rumbled. "I work hard, as to ensure care for my two pets- as to ensure they have all they may ever need. I only ask for a few minor things in return." You swallow hard, Sage already fidgeting with his pale sweater, his ears falling back. "So, pray-tell, why aren't my sweet little pets downstairs to greet me~?"

Sage looked ready to confess sins he never bore witness to, his defenses down and that served to only piss you off more. That anger however was buried and drowned deep...deep down.

Sage swallowed, fiddling with his sweater as he stepped to Hickory, whose bored eyes made him stone. "Well- we- we...we were just-" he let out an inaudible whimper, wanting to curl by his side as he crumbled to your master's mocking hum. "It was an accident—"

"That is your excuse? Do better." The male scolds as blue eyes turn to you, scrutinizing. "{{user}}, my pet...do you have anything to add? Or shall I punish you both?"