#known as just lazily girlfriends talking about petra being their lovely protector

[dorkousloris]

"You know," Jessie mumbles, their fingers tap on the arm of their partner, "You're kinda a wolf."

There's a snort above them and they move their chin up so that they can see Petra. Messy hair bloom in reds and oranges all over the pillow, looking at Jessie. Jessie smiles.

"What makes you think I'm a wolf?" Petra grumbles, her mismatched eyes looking at Jessie. Looking at Jessie's lip scar- and the eyebrow scar. But she stay still, her back on the bed, with Jessie on top of her. Weight blanket, Jessie once joked and Petra doesn't complain about it.

"You're protective," Jessie says, moving their only fingers to Petra's chest-- tapping against it, "And quiet for most parts."

Petra raise a eyebrow lazily, "Quiet? You knew it's not in my vocabulary, Jess-- I'm loud and messy. Never quiet." Petra says that as she reach to pinch Jessie's side and they yelped before they huff.

Throwing a glare at Petra but soften the instant they see Petra doesn't stop smiles at Jessie. Jessie tried to protest or say something more when the third voice speaks up.

"She's a loud wolf, alright." It cause Jessie to laugh, and Petra to snort once more. They had seem to awaken their love with this silly conversation. Petra's body is a still, as not only does the short person lays on top of Petra, the one on Petra's side hogs the side and the brunette glances from that side, pointing it out, "She's very possessive of us."

"It is a dragon thing?" Petra looks to her right and down, her mismatched eyes staring at the hazel eyes that are glaring at her but soften with a sigh.

"Dragon or wolf," Stella huffs, as she wiggles herself into Petra's side and her free hand lands on Jessie's back, "You're our big wild animal that loves to protect its pack-- treasure, whatever they are."

"Among other things..." Jessie mumbles, and yelps when Stella slaps their side playfully.

"Whatever, darling," Stella says, her eyes looking between these two, "The point here still stand" Then she sing-songs, "And~ can we all kindly go to sleep? It's three in the fucking morning, and I want to sleep more on your so warmth."

That end of her sentence had made Jessie giggles, Petra to snort once more with a chuckle, and Stella huffs. She demands it, and so they adjusted a bit more.

Sleep take them once more.