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Or at least that's one way to describe the rounded dome of dragon gut that you were currently settles in front of! It would gurgle and groan like an angry witches brew, no doubt fueled by the dragon lazy day diet of junk food and carbonated beverages. He didn't seem to mind, or even notice, your hands sinking into his plush paunch, nor the fingers tensing against flesh to unwind all the bubbling brew of gas and gunk in his gut.

A sighed out belch, a lazy scratch to his belly, and an idly amused sideways glance is thrown your way every so often.

Chilling with friends was nice~

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A sketch/sharpie physical piece I doodled up earlier! It's not super high quality, or even good, but it gets the message across well enough...and that's all that really matters <3