Stocking Stripping
#6 of First Day on the Job
Another drabble thing for the holidays! Featuring yours truly and a Razul roping the poor noodle into a show of sorts. Kinda wish it was longer, but been busy. uwu
"Raz, are you sure about this? This feels oddly demeaning."
"Yup, you look fine! And the demeaning thing will pass when people are stuffing bills down there."
"Somehow I doubt that."
Thunder shuffled around, twirling a whisker out of a multitude of feelings. For the most part, he was annoyed at himself for taking up this little gig, and embarrassed that he actually agreed to dress up in this. Taking a look in a full length mirror was the eastern dragon in his mostly naked glory, wearing a bunch of spiked leather equipment; an x harness, fingerless gloves, straps around his biceps and thighs, thong included. To couple off this suit, all of the leather straps were in red. He fiddled around with the harness, grumbling a bit. Thing felt a bit too tight over his pecs, but they did seem to bring them out a tad more.
"God, what am I saying?"
Thunder took another sigh before staring at Razul. He was wearing a carbon copy of the suit, except the straps were in a dark green. Noticing that the eastern was a taking a bit too long in his ogling, the leather clad drake grinned and bounced those scaly slabs tightened by the harness to get his attention back. It was an unspoken equivalent of 'my eyes are up here' when it came to conversing with the green. With an unmistakable blush rising on his cheeks, Razul gave Thunder a pat on the back, arm wrapped around his shoulder.
"Come on, I'm sure you'll do fine. Besides, where the hell was I gonna get another green dragon on such short notice for a before Christmas special?"
"You just wanted to see me all dressed up." Thunder retorted.
Razul hummed, a hand slipping to the fuzzy dragon's front and giving one of his pectorals a nice and firm squeeze, prompting the eastern to give it a flex of resistance.
"Maybe. Not like I needed to get you here to do that though." Razul grinned. Thunder rolled his eyes and shrugged off the drake, but not without him sneaking off another grope.
Twirling a whisker once more, Thunder sighed, opening the door and closing it after his ears picked up the sounds of the crowd outside. Damn Razul dragging him to do a show. He wasn't one for the crowd, especially not this type of one. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he was soon embraced into red dragon lips, hands feeling around and giving a nice and warm massage. The two dragons shared their impromptu make out for a few minutes before the sounds of the audience in wait reached their room.
"Better?" Razul rumbled before leaving the room.
"Much." Thunder rolled his eyes and grinned, following suit.