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The dragon grumbled to himself as he tracked right into the shower, black scales boring with the day’s sweat. Well, if he was a lot more straightforward with himself, it was more of a shuffle, but it was a stalk in his mind as well as a stalk it stayed, with all the haughtiness of a drake rejected. Shucking his attire, that of a bodyguard from a recognized company understood to cover all fashion of jobs, small or big, Ernesto kicked it sideways of the bathroom and also tipped right into the shower workstation, eager to feel the hot, steaming caress of water relaxing the aggravation of the day from his scales.

Turning his muzzle up into the stream as vapor filled the shower room, Ernesto breathed out gradually, tail undulating slowly back as well as forth. His amazingly yellow scale plates diminishing component of the rear of his neck beamed wetly as well as he groaned as the water permeated between them, a tasty heat that had been much needed.

Yes, a shower … He groaned and also opened his mouth, allowing the water flow right into the edges of his maw, a curious, pleasing experience that had actually fascinated him given that he would certainly been a much smaller dragon, a mere hatchling. A shower was simply what he ‘d needed. Tranquility and also peaceful. No shouting. No rush. No disorder. No work.

The water hurried by his ears and also he raided the great ceramic tiles for break for the warmth, just to dive himself with renewed vigour back right into the stream, lathering up every single scale on his body with a charitable assisting of gel. The routine aided work out the anxiety from his mind also, or a minimum of it normally did. He massaged and also rubbed at sore muscles, searching for the places that hurt one of the most, however every new setting he turned his generally flexible body into appeared to raise a fresh stab of pain.

The drake moaned. What was wrong with him? And what was incorrect with that bastard of a customer, who had had him dragging every fucking thing left, right and centre all fucking day long? He was a bodyguard, not a hired lackey to groan and also raise and relocate points concerning!

Someone touched on the washroom door with simply the one claw, a sharp rap-rap-rap that startled him from his self-conscious run through of the day, fresh pain springing to every contusion and also unsympathetic adoring his structure. He roared as well as shut his eyes, tail clamped down.

He was also tired even for that, stress layering tension right into each as well as every muscle of his body in such a means that he might not untwine it from the fibres. At some point, he had to give up as well as yield loss, leaving his clothing in a messed up stack as he slouched his way to his bedroom with a towel loosely wrapped around his midsection. Placing on clothing would certainly have been too much effort, yet he made the token motion of dragging on a set of loosened, old shorts, popping his tail through the hole in the back without troubling to do up the band beneath.

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