The title of this one was a two for one pun, as this WAS supposed to be slightly different, with him standing on the bottom bun, holding up the rest. Not the first time an artist has misunderstood that instruction, so I do think it's hard to convey sometimes, and despite my wordsmithing ability, I'm not always the best at it.

Regardless, JSSTMT did a fantastic job on this, and I did love it enough to write something to go along with it. This is his preferred ship, BTW, for this show, with Fuli and Kion being the other main couple. Fun times. The only non-canon ships I do are dragons and changelings at the moment, but I do know the joys of shipping.

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His Queen...no his goddess was a sight to behold at her scale. Her body, powerful and grand, each motion from her shaking the earth with her stride, the whole of the city below them literally quaking with her power. Sure, he could play with it too, but to her, it was even less than a toy, just a bit of dust on the landscape, and he was in awe of her power as she strode up.

He was standing on the little 'cliff' that had been built, to hold offerings to her, and as she came towards him, Azaad decided to prove his devotion, and bring her the offering himself, a giant sandwich. It had nearly exhausted the city, and he knew for a fact there were a few extra 'offerings' mixed up with it, making him smile as he plucked one that was trying to escape, and swallowed her himself.

Still, he hefted up the huge piece of food, and walked it towards where Rani was approaching, the burger heavy even to someone of his height, but he was sure he could do it, the strain making it hard to hear the approach of the more than kilometer high lioness. Or to hear her lick her lips, and then reach down for her meal. Unfortunately, that made it hard to know when to let go, and suddenly Azaad found himself floating over the ground, lifted upwards.

He cried out, less in fear and more in shock, as he was hefted a kilometer into the air, his legs dangling, as he found himself staring at the sculpted chest, the powerful muscles, and then that large maw, his lover's mouth that drip with saliva as she licked her lips, and then brought what she thought was just a simple bit of food to her muzzle, not noticing Azaad hanging off the bottom, about to be added to her meal.