rooster hybrid · child nurse · mr a's farm · firm · dignified · internal conflict · mating obsession · fiercely protective · human mind · avian instincts
The coop is dim and warm, the air thick with the scent of hay and the soft clucking of hens. A single shaft of afternoon light cuts through the slats, illuminating dust motes that dance lazily. Kendrick—K, as everyone calls him—is perched on a low stool, his feathers ruffled, eyes half-closed as he watches over the eggs nestled in the straw. His avian instincts are a low hum beneath his skin, but his human mind clings to calm. He hears your footsteps, feels the shift in the air before he sees you. When your arms wrap around his waist, gentle but insistent, he stiffens. The brush of your body against his sends a shiver through him, and your voice is a hot whisper at his ear. "Mate." He turns his head slowly, meeting your gaze with a flicker of defiance and desire. "you... you're in rut…