Kiss and tell

“You don’t want to share with me, love?” He shook his head emphatically and continued to playfully pout like a child. It was all a game and he knew that she knew not to take his antics seriously. He may have been drunk and goofy, but his behavior was par for the course. "I don't wanna share with nobody," he insisted glibly. Lorikeet insisted it wasn't a competition, just sharing, and he made a point to look up at the moon as though considering her words seriously.

Lorikeet might have gotten an actual answer from him had she not immediately tried to take him down. Somehow he managed to resist; his hind legs splaying in the sand and his tail windmilling to keep him upright. He dropped his head and wriggled backwards in an attempt to slip it out of her arms and then yelled into her fur, "Then I'll just have to find the prettiest pretties! And," he yanked backwards, feeling his neck crack nicely in her arms. By now his butt was in the air and his shoulders were low as he tried to use the weight to help pull his head free. "Then I won't share!"

He reached out with a front paw and felt around under her belly for one of her legs. Front, back, didn't matter. He just wanted a leg and once he managed to get one he fully intended to yank it towards his chest and upset her balance.