The Swoliest of the Swole
Chastieswole/Day!Escanor
The roughest toughest teddy bear walked into the bar. There he was the sunny ginger polishing his mugs, waiting for some action. Speaking through his stitches, he stapled his lips shut to prove his masculinity not to show any kind bondage kink though he wouldn’t turn down the idea, he echoed, “Nice pecks.”
The ginger responded, chin held high to display that he was in fact alpha, “Thanks.”
His short response showed he was playing hard to get but this grizzly didn’t give up easily. Pulling out a tube of sunscreen from one of his sewn pockets, he could always take and hold a lot, he started to lather the bartender’s rippling muscles, lubing them up. Every inch of him seemed to glow.
The lion didn’t hold any objections because he liked to be stroked and was still so the bear can get everywhere.
His mouth was muffled, “I wouldn’t want you to burn that meat your packing.”
That was only rewarded with a prideful laugh, “I can not be burned because I am the sun.”
“That would explain why it’s so hot in here.”
There was a silence when the locked onto each others sapphires and buttons for eyes. Lions grew impatient of waiting for their prey just as the grizzly and both simultaneously went in for the kill. Furiously making out was hard because of the stitches and his fluffy mustache making their lips touching actually rare.
Pulling away, Escanor got silent before responding, “Sorry, I went a little hard and almost ripped one of your stitches Chastie-kun.”
Chastieswole laughed, “Don’t worry I can take it. No blunt blow is too much for me Escanoru senpai.”
*doki*
He blushed like an anime, “I was hoping you’d say that.”
