It's been 'bout two weeks since we came to Jacob's. Jacob's been nothing but gracious to let us stay. The little birdy has been stretchin' his wings and even tweetin' more to Jacob.

It makes me happy...but also irks the absolute hell outta me.

The Little Birdy refuses to speak two words to me. I mean, I get why. But do he gotta do this silent treatment this wholeheartedly?

During the first week, I tried to be friendly and show how apologetic I was to him. His feathers ruffled and just ignored me. 

This second week, I just done gave up. I ain't 'bout to continue tryin' to get his attention or grovel. I gotta remember why I bought his contract: to draw out Calvin James. Once Calvin James is out the picture, I'mma settle and find myself a nice little thing. The birdy will fly to wherever he wanna go. He can take his ass back to China if he want!

I lay on my rubber bed and stare at the sky. The twinklin' stars seem to mock me.

"Never thought I'd see the day that the Great Shang Show would be upset that someone doesn't reciprocate his efforts," a voice says. 

"I ain't upset. If the little Birdy wanna be onery, let his pale ass be onery," I say, continuing to stare at the sky.

"You got him shot and he fell off a horse. I wouldn't forgive you immediately either," Jacob says, laying down beside me. "I think you ought to just accept that he won't forgive you immediately."

"I'ont expect forgiveness immediately! I just want him to talk to me!" I say, scowling at the sky.

I feel Jacob's hand on my chest as he cuddles up to me. "I know you want him to talk to you. But you gotta give him time. This is all confusing and new to him."

I sigh as I wrap my arms around Jacob. "Maybe...Maybe I'm so used to workin' alone..."

"Exactly. You've always worked alone. It's not just you, anymore," Jacob says, plantin' kisses under my jaw. "You have to learn to adapt with having someone who's green."

I sigh again. Jacob's right. I need to learn to adapt. Cussin' a sunnabitch out and shootin' him or him shootin' me is normal. I never much cared if I got injured. But now that i got this cute little bird with me...

Wait...

Cute?

I groan as i force Jacob to sit ontop of me. I hear a small yelp from Jacob as I do. I look at Jacob, keepin' my hands on his hips, makin' his hips move back and forth. I give a smirk.

"You obviously want somethin'. Come on. Show me what you want," I say.

Jacob chuckles as his leans down to kiss me. "I worry that i'll be too much for you, old man," he says. "You never had much stamina."

"Bullshit," I respond as I kiss him back. 

Feeling Jacob's weight on me as we kiss lights a fire in my stomach that I ain't feel in a long time. I wrap my arms around Jacob's thin waist as he runs his hands through my hair. I sit myself up, allowin' Jacob to wrap his arms around my neck.

We continue to kiss before I break it, finally catching a breath before I nuzzle and nibble at Jacob's neck. In my ear, I hear his soft moans and gasp, excitin' me like nothin' else. I continue to nip at his neck before laying him down under me.

I look Jacob over. I'm realizin' he's half naked, like he was fixin' to fuck me.

"You is somethin' else, Jacob," I say as I take off the vest he left on while he wore nothin' else underneath it.

Jacob gives a smirk as he begins to unbutton my shirt.

I can't even remember how all our clothes came off or even how I sat back up but I just watch Jacob positionin' himself.

"Hol' on now. You even prepared?"

"Well, unlike some; I'm always prepared," Jacob retorts before letting off a loud moan as he sits down on me. He holds onto my shoulders, taking deep breaths as he tries to adjust to my size. I smirk as I grab his ass and bounce him on me.

"W-wait! S-Shang Sho-ow!" he moans, shaking so happily in my arms.

"What's wrong? I thought you said I wasnt gon' be able to handle it," I say between grunts, "Sounds like--hngh--you the one that can't handle it."

Jacob holds onto me tightly, giving off gasps and moans as I fuck him. This is what i want to hear. I want to hear him gasp and moan my name. I want him to beg to not stop. Want me. 

I lean back and lay on the ground. Taking Jacob's wrists in each hand, I thrust upwards, restraining Jacob as I make him bounce on me even more. The only things he says is my name, over and over like it's his own personal mantra. 

I wonder if the birdie would do the same? Would he moan like this?

As i thrust into Jacob, I blink and I see Birdie. 

His milky and pale white skin flush as red as a cardinal.

His white hair dishevel and messy.

A look of ectasy on his face.

I bite my lip as I thrust up harder, pumpin' into this image of the Birdie as hard as I can. I dunno if I'm losin' it because of the heat or I ate somethin' bad but all I hear is the Birdie voice as it intermixes with Jacob's.

"S-Shang Show! S-Shang Show!"

I blink again and all I see is Jacob, bouncin' on my dick as I pump into him. I can't stop now as I feel him tightenin' around me.

"I--! I--!!"

His moans catch in his throat as I feel him shake and be taken over the mountain to Heaven. Sure, he got it all over my chest but that aint no problem to me. 

I stop thrustin' for a moment. I'm supposed to be focusin' on Jacob. Why did I think of the Birdie? It seemed like my dick had a mind of its own as I had gone into a frenzy or some shit. Jacob falls onto my chest, breathin' heavy. He kneads a little on me, seeming like he's tryna get his wits together.

"S-Shang Show...Give me...Give me a second..." Jacob gasps out, trying to catch his breath.

"I would...But I ain't come yet, you see. So, it's lookin' like..." I say as I begin again, causin' loud moans to come out his mouth.

All I want to hear right now is Jacob. And I know i'll hear him through the night.