#dragon!gladio

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“Master Gladio... Do you have any family?”

Gladiolus arched his brow, smiling at his maid. “I do, in fact. A younger sister, she’s rather active these days, putting her own hoard together. And my father is still quite alive, though more sedentary. He’s only been awake again for a few years, after sleeping nearly a hundred,” the dragon said easily, before pulling the young woman up against him.

“Why do you ask?”

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Gladiolus stepped into his apartment and growled. The sound rolled out of him threateningly, far larger than his body could produce, even as big as he was when he wore human shape. 

Stalking through, he found the young woman there. Sitting at his table, with one of his cup noodles heated up and a backpack at her feet, ready for whatever she could find of his. 

The room was full of treasures, though it was mostly well hid, every piece of furniture something exotic, even when it looked relatively quiet. And she’d taken one of his favorite meals too.

His eyes slipped into draconic slits, and his presence seemed to expand till it filled the space, his shadow extending out far larger than it should. “And just who are you?” he asked, dangerously.

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“H-Happy birthday Master Gladio...” Aeris blushed as she served him a slice of cake, the cold metal from her long necklaces ran a chill down her spine. “What sort of tea would you like today?”

Gladiolus smirked as she blushed, letting his eyes run over her, appreciating the necklaces that adorned her. He loved it when she wore the jewelry he’d bought her.

“Just a basic green tea, Aeris. And thank you, beautiful,” he said appreciatively, gently  reaching up, stroking her cheek with his fingers, and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.

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Gladiolus often traveled in different shapes. He spent time in the towns at the base of the mountains as a human, heard about brave potential thieves or adventurers. This one hadn’t boasted, but had had the equipment.

So he’d followed him as an eagle, lazily watching him from above as he fuond his way to Gladio’s hoard, made it deep into the cavern. And so naturally Gladio followed him in, and as the stranger looked through all his things. He took his natural shape-

Massive and draconic, large enough by far to block the narrow entrance to his cavern. He had one to fly out from from another part of the mountain, but this was the only one a human could use.

“Its been a while since anyone actually made it in here,” he drawled lazily, voice booming.

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“I’ll make you a poppy seed muffin top but you have to do something for me..”

Gladiolus just arched his brow, curious about this. She hadn’t tried to bargain too intensely with him before, but he saw in her eyes the spark of...something.

“And what would that be?” he asked.

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“Tell me I am good”

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“You’re a good little maid for me, sweetheart, doing a good job using your mouth now, too,” Gladiolus praised easily, his eyes warm as he stroked her hair, groaning softly as she attended to his cock.

His eyes were fully draconic, glowing with arousal and fondness for the young woman on her knees for him. “You’re a good girl, and a good dragon, for me. Show me just how much you enjoy what’s yours,” he continued.

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He needed gold. He needed it so badly that he would risk sneaking into a dragon’s lair. If he got the money, he’d be able to buy his way our of servitude. And if he failed, well, he’d be dead so it wouldn’t matter that much, would it? It was better than being one of the Empire’s slave-soldiers. So, he really had nothing to lose.

Though, he’d really rather live if he had the chance.

So far, it seemed like it was going alright. He saw no sign of the dragon as he crept closer to a pile of gold. But then a voice made him freeze, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked to the sound, eyes wide at the sight of a hulking, attractive man. A man. Not a dragon. “Uh, I… It can be our secret?” he asked, his voice tentatively hopeful.

“Oh? Is that so?” Gladio asked mildly, strolling closer and closer. He could smell the nervousness, the fear on the blond, and wondered just how that would intensify as he drew close enough for him to see his eyes.

Eyes that weren’t human at all, but draconic and slitted even in his current body.

“Who do you think I am exactly?” he said, with a teasing grin.

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He watched the would be thief sneak into his lair with some sense of amusement, hidden by his treasures and draconic magics. The other seemed nervous, well. Good reason to be, but jumpy in a way that was actually almost endearing. And he did have that fetching golden hair.

Gladiolus shifted silently into a human shape, keeping his eyes draconic, and started walking around a mound of gold, letting his footsteps echo.

“Aren’t you foolhardy,” he drawled, with a lazy grin on, watching the intruder carefully. “You know dragons are known to eat intruders, don’t you?”

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