Faz: *whines unhappily while sucking on Jamey's nipple, pulling at it with his teeth impatiently*

Jamey: *groans in his sleep slowly waking up* F-fuck. *pulls on his ear* C-cut your shit. Y-youre still in trouble.

Faz: *sits up absolutely stunned* No! *pouts* I want milk!

Jamey: *tsks* You can't have milk. *yawns stretching* So stop your sulking.

Faz: *crosses his arms* I want milk.

Jamey: well you don't get any. *sits up making him fall back*

Faz: *squeaks*

Jamey: *hums happily and grabs one of his thighs, rubbing his thumb over it* However.. I think we can come to some kind of.. Agreement?

Faz: *gets excited and nods trying to sit up properly* Yes!