#bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A gentle smirk crossed Fenrir’s expression, as he pinned the other dragon to the wall, hands roughly holding his shoulders in place, firmly squeezing with his claws. The strength he was displaying was almost uncanny for his tiny frame. Being a god did have its perks.

“I have my moments, Leviathan, and if I recall correctly, you don’t seem to have a problem with it.”

One hand releases him and trails to his collar, harshly pulling Levi down and planting a small kiss on his lips, breaking it off with his teeth grazing his lips.