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Etienne didn't like the sound that his brother made, so he made an unintelligible one back. Something like Grr...and TTT and something else, that made no sense, but made perfect sense to him in his head. After all, he was young and his vocal chords still developing.

However, at his brother's next move. He did make a louder sound and he wiggled and fought to get away. A new emotion lingering and burning hot in his belly. Anger, though he couldn't put a name to it. He would not be dominated, especially by his older brother. He jabbed again, though he over extended and ended up on his belly again. He whined, sulky, wet and hungry now.