{9} SF x Dragon {9}

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shipping my friends checcckk
its a joke i swear im-- sob

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Dragon was lounged out across one of the 3 couches that decorated the creators large living room, his large regal wings folded behind him neatly. Dragon was a big fella, size and height wise, everything that decorated his figure consisting of black and red, along with some edgy additions like a mask and spikes. 

stood in front of the large demon creature was another man, his height a little over the avaerage height for a normal man. his bright blue hair contrasting with his pale-ish skin, matching his sapphire eyes and ocean blue jacket, which was lined on its sleeves and end with a lemon yellow that stood out massively. around his neck was a dark cross necklace that sat still against his chest. he wore a white t-shirt under the long jacket he constantly wore. the author is too lazy to keep describing his clothes.

a crash rung out from the stairwell, causing sf to turn his head towards it, while Dragon simply moved his covered eye to stare. Nika quickly burst through, running past the two males, another girl quickly running after. the two small ladies rushed past both, giggling to themselves like maniacs. on her way past, the shorter girl, Shok had bumped into SF. she yelled an apology but disappeared into the kitchen with Nika.

The impact from Shok bumping into him, sent the unprepared SF stumbling forward, yelping as he fell into Dragon, practically sat on his lap. Dragon barely reacted, simply flinching in surprise.
Sf was straddling Dragons waist, his arms on either side of the larges arms against the soft couch they were on, their faces close...

SF's ears shot down, embarrassment overtaking him as his cheeks became red. the blushing male became a stuttering mess. he began to pull away from the taller, only to find himself being grabbed and pulled close to Dragons chest, making his face heat up with blush

"w-what are you-" he asked, shifting a little on the edge mans lap to get comfortable

his only response was a low huff, and the word "stay"

and so he did



the end ;D


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