Dire Wolf Devil
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Masaru smirked, dragging Dei onto his laps as he held him. "He sure is. My special Squish."
Dei-Loki wagged his tail, leaning against Masaru as he snickered and nuzzled his jaw. "Seeee?" He'd comment before blinking and watching Nia with a huff. Was it really gonna go there? Because... Dei-Loki then shook his head, closing his eyes while holding himself back.