The silence of an empty room is sometimes the loudest thing. No gentle sounds of breathing, or cloth rubbing on fur. For the plushie Lock, it gave him another hindrance: it made him irritable.

The sabertooth flopped onto his chest. The bed bounced a bit and sent the other lighter plush abound. "Hey! What's the big idea?!" Shouted Key. With a thump, the red panda fell onto the bed on his back wiggling his paws in the air.

"I'm bored, runt." Lock said through the blanked he stuffed his head into. It had a faint smell of the soap his master used, mixed with a muskier tang from the... morning ritual between the two. Lock burrowed his head in as Key finally flipped over approaching him on all fours. "You said that like... five times, jerk." He groaned. "Just nap or something." He swatted at the sabertooth with his tail. "And don't mess up the covers so much. We don't want-"

Lock spun around and bumped muzzles with the lighter animal. "We don't want what? For them to know?" He rocked back on his hind paws, making the plush look far more intimidating to the smaller one. "Maybe I want them to notice, that way they don't leave us all the time!" Lock growled.

Key's ears flattened down, and he looked away from his partner. "That's stupid and selfish. They'd just..." Key paused while thinking, before turning back to Lock and trying to stand himself. Shakey, he rose to his back legs and met the eyes of Lock. "You're just jealous because I'm cuter." He said, wobbling back and forth.

Lock growled again, now leaning forward to get in Key's face. "You're a raggedy old toy." Spat Lock, "The only reason your master keeps you is because you were cheaper than everyone else on the rack." Key let out a hiss and looked down, anger pipping up in his voice. "Yeah well... your master doesn't even love you. He never cuddles with you, or talks to you, or-" Key never finished his sentence.

Lock let out a fluffy roar and launched forward, knocking the shakey red panda off his legs and also off the bed. With a yip, Key flailed out as he soared over, managing to tangle himself in a loose sheet out of panic. As he tumbled to the ground, he spun and felt the sheet wrap around him. By the time he hit the ground, he was looking up to the bed tightly wrapped in a cotton cocoon. "L-loock..." whined Key, suddenly unable to move. "Uhh... help?" He asked, glancing up to the edge of the bed.

Lock glanced over the ledge to the crumples mass below. Down at the ground, Key struggled to unwrap himself. "I see you up there! C... come get me!" Yelled the bound panda. Lock still felt a little anger in him. "Coming right down!" Sneered the sabretooth as he jumped over the ledge, crotch first. Key squirmed as he suddenly looked up and whined as the bigger plushies' crotch landed directly on his muzzle.

Lock felt a rush down his entire spine that begun from where little Key was struggling. Upon his perch of the red panda's face, he could see the entire form of the lesser plushie. "Mff! Hrrrmph!" Sounded the squashed Key, each sound sending pulses of pleasure down Lock's spine. "What was that?", laughed the tiger above. "Say it again... and, nuff... louder!" He ordered.

Underneath, Key screamed. Falling, he felt something bite into his leg. It was rare for animate stuffies to feel pain, so even the slightest prick was enough to send waves of searing pain all through an otherwise numb body. For Key, the pain was more than he ever thought imaginable. He felt like his fur was being torn out with unthinkable force. Something violated his insides, and he let out several hurt screeches. All while, Lock rode his pained muzzle, treating the suffering plushies wails as pleasurable vibrations.

"See? This is where you belong, slave! You're the lesser plushie! An old, beat up, toy! You aren't better than me! Not by a long shot!" Lock yelled down to the restrained red panda below.

He saw the head of Key shake back and forth, and several more yells kicked against the sabretooth's sensitive crotch. He thrust down and was rewarded with a long shriek. Lock groaned and started  again. "You aren't the best! My master loves me, and wants me!" Each sentence was punctuated by a slug from the tiger above into the crotch of his captive, making a bolt of pleasure for every strike. "I'm the best! I'm a good boy! He lets me kiss him, and sniff him, and rides me and... and..." Lock slowed down as he saw a bit of Key's exposed leg.

Lock leaned forward and heard Key's painful howls. Seeing the leg, he figured out why. A single thread of the lighter plush hung from a metal support of the bed, taunt from the distance and pressure. When Lock traced the line of the thread, he saw a small hole at the leg. The larger plushie leaped forward, tugging the string off and letting the pressure subside. Beneath him, Key moaned and whimpered, the pain still causing little shivers of pain. "Oh... oh Key..." Lock said, realizing how much pain he must have put the other stuffie through. "Oh no.... I... I'm so sorry..." Lock stood to the side, his eyes still.on the hole. Carefully, he tried to stuff the string back in the hole or pull it together or something: anything to cover up the exposed stuffing. Key hissed and squirmed with each attempt before finally shaking his head. "Please stop, Lock..." he weakly said. "It hurts." Lock fell back and shuddered. He stared at his bound partner. "I'm so sorry. I... I'm so horrible." Lock hung his head and felt his chest heave. "I didn't know and I was angry. I wouldn't have kept going and I feel so bad, It must have hurt so much oh.. oh... I'm so stupid." He moaned as Key gathered his voice. "I shouldn't have done that because now you're hurt and you need to get fixed and... and it's all my fault and-" Lock spewed, his voice wavering until Key cut him off. "Lock. Just hug me." Said the pained panda plushie, still twitching with pain. Lock paused, unsure. "But what if.." stammered the tiger, until he looked at Key. The two shared a long look until the larger sabertooth cuddled up to his partner.

"I love you Lock." Whispered Key through pained wheezes.

"I love you Key."