This was a fun tale to write. Nothing too complicated, its just a tale of a lemur letting his dragon boyfriend know he can be just as ferocious as him after turning them into a mouse. Features characters belonging to  Watchoutfordragons (Ben) and  Nykteros (as himself) The icon for this was done by Nykteros, the lemur himself.

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Nykeros moved his hand through the hair on his boyfriend’s head, petting them gently as the dragon lay on his lap. He looked so cute when he could stare down at their face for a change, the dragon a noticeable half foot taller than him. Ben giggled a bit as the lemur’s hand rubbed his scaled belly, they always found it neat that such a thin guy had such firm muscles. The large black dragon contently looked up for a moment at his boyfriend, offering them a bit of his popcorn as he motioned with his head over to the movie.

“Enjoying having on your lap bud? Hope you’re being careful still, I’m not nearly as tame as the one in the movie.” They were watching How to Train Your Dragon, Ben seemed to think he was still a wild dragon based on that answer.

Nykeros hid a chuckle behind one of his white wings before taking a bit of the popcorn. “Well I don’t know know Ben. Toothless is pretty responsive when his partner wants him to learn something.” He reconsidered something as he saw Hiccups poor introduction to Astrid. “Though you are a little better than him with first impressions.”

Ben rolled his eyes. “Oh please. Toothless is cute but we’re talking real dragon vs fictional. Hiccup have a way harder time controlling me than him.” Ben immediately regretted that statement as he saw a glimmer in Nyk’s eyes.

“I mean, I don’t have to deal with flames ever from you since you can’t breath fire. You can’t fly, and while you might act like you don’t understand me at times, imagine us communicating without you even being able to speak. Need I go on?” The black dragon had a crimson face now. The lemur chuckled as he pet their hair again.

“Okay, will admit, it be way less impressive if Hiccup tamed me vs Toothless.” The dragon gave a toothy smile as he continued. “So it’s pretty sad that I’m still perfectly wild around you.”

“Oh please Ben. We both know you’ve always been pretty tame. Heck I’m probably more dragon like than you.” He said that with an odd amount of conviction.

Ben’s laugh was probably not the right move to make in response. He pushed himself back to a sitting pose on the opposite end of the couch, still chuckling as he responded. “Haha! dude, you’re way shorter than me, and with a lot less muscle as well. Even if that was true, we’re never going to be able to test if-.”

Ben suddenly froze up as he felt the lemur’s digit on his snout. He could see their tail wagging in rapid motion behind them, a sign he was eager to play. Before he could protest, his vision blurred, and he started to feel himself fall what felt like several feet.

Nykeros looked down at the recovering Ben as they sailed down to the cushions below. The winged lemur did enjoy his big scaled man, but his pride was something that he periodically kept in check. And the only way he’d found to reliably deal with the vain pride of a dragon he found was to turn them into something that was not a dragon.

Ben shook his head a bit as he picked himself back up. He brought his paws to his face, hoping to see his alabaster scaled hands as he was used to. He frowned counting how many things were off. He had brown furry hands starting off, but he could also feel whiskers curling due to his sudden frown. He could see his belly had turned a light creamy color while the rest of his body was the same color of his hands, minus some green crescent moons on his knees. Ben the dragon had been replaced with Ben the mouse.
He scowled up at the most obvious sign of the change, a giant gleeful looking lemur. He moved his hand paws over to them, ignoring Ben’s protests as the mouse tried to keep him from stroking their tummy. Ben knew it was futile to fight the giant, their large winged arms making him feel like he’d be picking a fight with a cream colored circus tent, but the mouse would not go down without any fight.

“Neek! Come on, don’t do this! You know I hate being forced to be this small.” He fumed a little harder as the lemur forced the stem of a leaf into the thick fur on his head. “Come on, I know you think I’m cute like this, but I always have trouble watching movies with you when you turn me into a mouse.”

The cream colored lemur stopped stroking the belly so he could hold Ben in a tight grip. “Oh we were just watching it because the day’s been pretty boring anyway. Getting to play dragon with you sounds way more appealing to me.” He pulled out a strip of green and brown fabric from one of his pockets. Ben’s look was completed as his giant loosely wrapped the tiny scarf around their toy’s neck. Nykeros softly cooed at how handsome the mouse looked. “Though it is always tricky deciding how I should play with you. You’d either have to be the daring knight trying to fight me or a beautiful prince who I’ve kidnapped.”

Ben blushed a bit, but Neek would have little time to notice this. The bigger boy moved into a sitting position, reaching out quickly to grab Ben with one of his thumbed feet. Ben squeaked in surprise as he was hoisted up by his tail, the lemur nuzzling him with one of their cheeks.

The mouse’s heart raced as he felt Nyk’s warm breath hit his chest as he was moved in front of their mouth. The breath was trailed by the beast’s long tongue, which slower tasted the treat in front of them. Ben couldn’t help but shiver as he heard the lemur’s stomach growls echo up the throat.

Neek pulled you back, clearly a bit frustrated by that. “Dang it! That was just supposed to be to tease you. Why do you have to taste so much like chocolate?” The mouse was still a little flustered, unsure how to act now. “Well glad you were surprised by it either way little... prince, yeah that definitely fits you better. You’re only fighting me with your words after all.”

Ben shook his head a bit, trying to get saliva out of his fur. “Hey... shut up.” He tried to hide his blush behind his paws. Why couldn’t he argue against that? He peeked out between his fingers and recalled why.

It was funny hearing the lemur bring up chocolate, because that was always the first thing he thought of when he saw Nyk’s sweet brown face. Even when looking down on him, there was ever present joy on their face, something Ben was equal parts embarrassed and proud of. He looked down at their cream colored belly down below and realized he may have been too harsh mentioning his boy was so much weaker than him. His body had to be light or else he could very well fly, but his muscles were still very trim and fun to look at.

The lemur chuckled, tugging briefly at the tail so Ben could fly up onto their foot. He flexed the toes a little bit, reminding the mouse that this big land mass was under the giant’s complete control. “My my, you’re way too used to being in charge aren’t you? I wonder if I’ll have the patience to wait for your knight dear prince if you don’t behave.”

Ben started shaking out of anticipation to find out what that meant. But his better senses still weren’t exactly gone. “No, lovemur, I love you, but come on, you can’t keep me this size. Turn me back already, I’ll even let you continue the game if you... if you...” He lost his train of thought as Nyk dangled their other paw overhead. A paw sandwich had been threatened.
Ben wasn’t sure what took over at the moment he saw the beans above him, but either his libido or his mouse instincts were probably what motivated him to nibble at the paws below him. It was puzzling how sweet it tasted, like a mango almost. Regardless though, the taste definitely made it hard to keep arguing with Nykeros.

The lemur felt his heart rate increase a bit as he felt the mouse practically kiss his feet. He loved when he got as into this stuff as he did. Still, the paws above were more than a threat, and he quickly slammed both paws together, pressing on Ben firmly from each side.

There was hardly a chance for Ben to decide if he liked being filling for this bread-less sandwich, his big boy keeping things interesting by keeping them in motion. As one paw tugged him away, the mouse was moved back onto the cushions from before, Nykeros giggling above as he felt Ben’s warm heavy breathing tickling his toes. The large lemur proceeded to drag them along the cushions so fast that Ben was nervous his luxurious fur might not survive the trip unscathed.

Ben was surprised he was murring even as the lemur kept slamming him into different parts of the couch. It probably be much more painful if Nykeros was picking such soft stomping grounds, but Nykeros was terrible at hiding how little he wanted to hurt his boy. Between each stomp, the lemur briefly flexed his digits, the biggest give away he was making sure he kept a firm grip on his precious prince mouse.

He soon returned a tuckered out mouse back up to his muzzle, nuzzling their belly before he spoke. “And think I’ve made my point. You have fun Ben? Bet you didn’t expect that roller coaster ride!”

Ben shivered with excitement as he picked himself up. “Whew, do I really act like this when I’m a dragon.” He got a teasing shrug from the giant. “Well regardless, yeah you are an excellent dragon... say, would you mind if I stay down here for the rest of the movie? Your paws are really- AGH!!!”

Nykeros suddenly remembered the movie, and grabbed the remote as he realized they’d forgotten to record any of it. Ben’s protests were muffled as he was held hostage between paw and pillow.

“Awh! Come on! It’s the only time we won’t have to pay for it.” He pouted a bit, a little squeak being heard as he clenched a foot in a fit of annoyance. He picked up the remote to see if he could find something else. “I don’t want to watch a movie if I can’t watch the whole thing. Wonder if there’s anything else... huh? Is that... oh man Ben there’s a kaiju film marathon. Maybe you finally can get me to watch that one you told me your grandpa got a major role in!”

Ben used what fraction of his draconian strength he had left to pull his head out from behind a toe. “Yeah, I’d love to see that. Of course I don’t think I can when I have aerolemur domesticus’s paws in my fac-MMF!” He was cut short by a flying lemur paw covering his mouth.

Nykeros chuckled as he felt the mouse start to purr after a token attempt to seem upset. He left them to nuzzle with his paws during the movie, occasionally petting them back with his toes. It never failed to warm his heart to see this little mouse get so affectionate after all the fighting.

The lemur turned his focus to the monsters on screen. It was funny, he didn’t figure he could last even a second with most of them, but he actually tried to weigh out how long Ben would take to pin most of them. He knew he was biased, but he was sure when he was a dragon, even Godzilla might have a little trouble handling them. Funny that such a powerful guy could be beaten by just a bit of paw cuddling.