31st Realm

[mukuro69]

whyam I an owl/?

[Typing with claws is hard. D:]

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[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

...Do you want me too behave to you like a lover now?

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

I don't want to imagine you trying to bed me like this.

[He flaps away with a hoot, landing on the bed covers and stalking across them.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

You're too small now. I can't. But I can still ruffle those cute feathers.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

Literally or figuratively?

[He perches on the headboard, preening himself. His claws dig into the wood, leaving marks.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

How about a little bit of both?

[He smirks as he nears the little owl, reaching out to touch its feathers.]

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[He shuffles sideways, away from the hand; it feels nice having his feathers stroked which is why he's trying to avoid those fingers.]

It takes longer than you think to straighten these.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

You straighten them?

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[Since owls naturally look like they're frowning, his flat look is probably lost on the don.]

Did you think birds preened because they enjoyed it? It realigns the tiny hooks in the feathers and clears dirt.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Ah, but to me it seems like you're enjoying the preening, sweetheart.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[He primly looks away, resuming his preening. Yes, it does feel nice, like everything is being rearranged properly. It's a comforting act.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

...How about I help bath you?

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[He stops preening to stare at Byakuran.]

...I don't trust you not to accidentally drown me.

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Come on, love. You're too cute~

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

I am not.

[This said huffily.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

[He smiles and reaches out to grab the little owl, kissing its beaks lovingly.]

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

(ooc: Owls only have one beak. @_@)

[He struggles half-heartedly, wings pinned by the don's hands.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Ah, I thought beak is like upper and lower... >_>;;]

Hmm...it doesn't feel like kissing a lover at all. Your beak is cold, sweetheart.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

(ooc: Yes, but the whole thing is referred to as the one beak. ^^")

Of course it doesn't.

[He gnaws at Byakuran's thumb.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Ah, I see...]

Still, you're adorable, Mukurou-kun~~

[He smirks and feeds the owl marshmallow.]

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[He keeps his beak shut.]

I'm still an owl, Byakuran, I can't eat that!

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Hmm...it's not like you will suddenly get an indigestion, ne? Come on, a little bit of sugar won't hurt. This marshmallow is made from corn syrup.

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

[After a long pause he nibbles a little bit of the marshmallow.]

.......

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Delicious~?

[mukurou69.livejournal.com]

...It is passable.

[Now give him the rest; he's hungry and catching mice is too much work.]

[donmillefiore.livejournal.com]

Say ah~~ ♪

[He chirps happily as he begins to feed the hungry little owl.]

[ooc: Yuck! Mukuro eating mice... don't give me the mental pic...]