He wiggled, planing his feet into the bed more. Trying his best to not let those noises escape, but Scarecrow also cared less about being heard than Jonathan did. Chasing the feeling she was causing.

A almost unhinged screech ripped from Scarecrow when she turned it off. "Not fair!" He hissed after the screech, daring to glare at the pretty bird while he tried to pull his arms free of the belt. "Not fair at all!"