Xanaomin smirked down at the small dragon in his lap, hopping into it whilst he sat in his throne. Quirking a brow, he considered the little creature. It'd make a nice snack... Perhaps a nice pet.
Luy looked up at the larger incubus, having hopped up in the throne himself to assert dominance! Or something like that. Still, the greedy dragon always gets what he wants. This wolf would make a good bed, and a better pet, he was sure of it...

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