#i thought of this while sleeping

esculentevil:

_{((Alsoreadable on AO3!))}

Anti sighs happily as It slowly wakes.

There’s a hand in the curve of Its lower back, warming and supporting it at once. Another, far more forward hand, is on Its thigh firmly kneading flames into it/It.

Farther warming It is a strong body beneath Its own, exuding heat like a furnace, as it breathes fire out of its nose, muscles, and pores.

The tiny daemon sleepily smiles as It buries Its face back into Its hero’s chest, letting his warm smell of burning wood take It back under…

_{((Alsoalso, kinda for @valpus-writing​? Cuz we were talking about Anti and scenting before…))}

Anti: [grumbling] Yer ‘ard as rock; hwy do Ah enjoy sleepin’ on ye???

Jackie: [smirking] ‘Cause I’m hot.