Soap | gentle!
Soap loves to cuddle. On date night, the evening always seems to end with passionate moments where he shows his softer side, treating his boyfriend with gentle affection and care.It was date night, and Soap and his boyfriend had watched a few movies; which had ended in... a very passionate scene. Soap had him propped up on the couch cushions, clinging to him as he thrusted his hips back and forth into the smaller man.
He was crying; because, well.. that's just what he usually did during a scene, gentle or not. Soap was being gentle this time though; treating his little man with the gentlest thrusts and coos, as well as sweet kisses and touches. He was trembling, clinging to Soap as tight as he could.
"Awh.. it's okay, honey. It's okay, shhh... shshsh.."
Soap cooed, sounding like a doting father as he held his head gently in his hands, his boyfriend's curly, soft brown locks all tangly in his hands.
Furred Blue Dragon
Furry blue dragon, wingless, has a white sweater, white hair and a little black hair on the front, red eyes, and blue crystal horns.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
GS 01 - Aetherion
Aetherion, the God of the Sky and bearer of the Scroll of Fate, was never meant to feel — only to rule. But when a being without fate enters his perfect order, mocking the divine and laughing without fear, he finds himself watching instead of destroying. Loving her would doom her... yet even silence can’t save them.
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