“Kuh— HA!
Okay okay, you win. Apologies for the sudden standoff, baby.”
Thunderbird would release Remy's claws... but feathered legs still had the poor dragon the ground.
Nonetheless, cue a flick of the brim.
“Name's Thunderbird. Hero of the Downtrodden.
And you?”
"What?! I-- urgh!"
Remy flinched, unhappy with just how tight that grip was getting. He couldn't even finish his thought.
"W-Wait, what would a change of clothes have to do with anything?
My word, I'm so confused..."
“...Would ya' rather it be serious?
'Cause if /that's/ what you want...”
A tighter grip - a deeper stare.
The overbearing beak of the aggressor, inching closer.
“Then /I/ might need a' change of clothes...~”
The position is still not a favored one for him... he despises how helpless he feels.
"... wh-what?
You... you were just messing with me?"
Remy asked. Despite the lighthearted revelation, the reptile still felt intimidated by this newcomer.
Unfortunately, this is no mere trip to the stars. This is Thunderbird Express™.
Fast winds rushed against their faces, clouds became white blurs against their sound-breaking speed—!
...A bit of an exaggeration, sure.
But Koops better hold on tight.
Terrifying?! A bit of an exaggeration.
Embarrassing? Maybe, but there /are/ worse positions to be in.
Yet the silence wouldn't last for long, as the strange avian finally broke into a laugh.
“...At least try 'n fight back, partner. I wrangled you easier than a pack a' sheep.”
The dragon gulped. This was honestly a terrifying experience for him. That grip on his claws, despite being feathers, was very tight.
Not only that, but just how close the stranger's face was to his own was utterly intimidating... and his knees right by his waist? Talk about -
“...You 'need' me, dontcha? Aw, I might be blushin'.”
His grip would eventually loosen, a wing gently plopped onto Sam's head.
What? The guy's a sucker for hugs.
“Luckily for you, I could use some good company as well.
I'm in a real 'creative' mood... catchin' my drift?”
"Mr. Sexy Justive Lovin' Bird Man... okay!"
Kind of a mouthful, but he's far too busy snuggling the larger male to care.
That being said, the sudden reciprocation of clinginess caught him by surprise.
"I need you. Erm, ahem, I-I mean, I need your company! Yeah..."
Warm feathers gripped Remy's claws - the overbearing avian's beak rested inches above his.
Thunder rested on his knees, both planted beside Remy's waist.
The attacker remained quiet.
An intense stare into Remy.
In circumstances like these, does he /want/ to be released?
@FlashOfBirb
"Guh--!! Eek! S-Sir!?"
Remy yelped upon falling onto his back, his eyes wide with pure shock.
"Wh-what are you doing?! Let me go..."
The dragon said with a gulp that followed soon after.