dragon antics

The feeling of Muranu and Lykos shifting and the ancient wood of the motel bed frame creaking under their weights woke Pavot up. He remained half asleep at first, barely listening to what was going on on the opposite side of the bed. The two dragons were getting up to something, and Pavot was currently too tired to care.

“It’s huge!”

Those words caught Pavot’s attention, and he woke up a little bit more, staring at the blurry wall. The two dragons shifted around a bit more before stopping. Muranu’s tail was flicking against Pavot’s shoulders, indicating he was excited about something. He was usually excited, but what was it this time?

“Mhmm.”

“It looks yummy, though~. I can’t wait to get my mouth around it!”

“How are you going to fit the whole thing?”

“Why don’t I just show you?” Muranu laughed.

Pavot stiffened up and considered his situation. Okay, so, he wasn’t entirely sure what they were talking about, but it definitely sounded like a penis. They were lucky all three of them had fit into the single king bed in the cheap motel room in the first place, and currently, the two dragons were close enough to him that if he rolled over, he’d be right up against them.

He considered turning around and seeing what they were doing, alerting that he was in fact awake, but the possibility of one, or both of them having their dicks out was, honestly, more than he could handle.

“Muranu, you’re going to choke.”

“Mmmhnnf,” Muranu’s little sound was muffled, something clearly in his mouth. A low sigh came from Lykos in response, and then a sharp “Mmnfff!” from Muranu.

“Ahaa, it got everywhere.”

What god had Pavot angered to be in this situation, he was wondering?

“Here, a tissue. Muranu, it’s all over your face.”

“Ah, it tastes good!”

“I think we’re going to need more tissues. We don’t want to leave a mess, Pavot is sleeping here.”

“I’ll clean it up! I can just lick it up!”

“You’re gross.”

“Waaah, Lykos, so mean!”

Pavot felt the dragons shift around, and he squeezed his eyes shut, praying they wouldn’t notice he was awake. He could feel Muranu move closer, and felt the tickle of long curls of blond touching him.

“I wonder if Pavot wants some…”

Pavot nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt something wet and warm drip on his arm. He jolted awake, sitting up...

…and realized he had marinara sauce on his arm.

Muranu was holding a massive meatball sub sandwich in his hands, so big he was sure the smaller dragon would have a hard time putting it in his mouth. Lykos was sitting at the foot end of the bed, staring at Pavot, while Muranu was laughing.

“Oops! I dripped some of the sauce on Pavot!” He grabbed a tissue, handing it to Pavot, ignoring how red the researcher’s face was. “Sorry, Pavot! I didn’t mean to wake you up. Do you wanna bite?”

Pavot stared at the dragons, his lower lip wobbling. How embarrassing… He thought they had been… He sighed, rubbing his temples. He reached for his glasses, putting them on and turning back to the dragons. “Where did you get that sandwich?”

“I stole it!” Muranu replied cheerfully, tail flicking side to side.

“Even though I said not to.” Lykos added, staring at the sandwich, arms crossed over his chest.

“...You stole it.” Pavot’s relief from discovering they weren’t having sex half a foot away from him vanished, replaced by fresh anxiety about how much trouble Muranu could have gotten into.

These two were never going to let him catch a break.