TL;DR - Regiz had found Warez deep in frustration while he was trying to master a new teleportation technique and wanted to help Warez cool off and relax. And Regiz knew the best way to do it — offering up his for some much-needed belly rubs.

Regiz enters the training room, seeing Warez frustrated and defeated lying on the floor in his boxer shorts patterned with golden rings. He approaches his master.

"Master Warez, I sensed your frustration. Perhaps I can aid you with your teleportation technique? You can always—" Regiz offers.

"Absolutely not!" Warez snaps, cutting him off. "I won't allow myself to use your reality-warping shennanery as a crutch. I must figure this out on my own!"

Regiz bows his head, slightly hurt by the rejection. But he knows Warez's fiery determination all too well. An idea forms in his mind.

"Very well, Master. But I cannot stand to see you so vexed. Why not take your mind off the problem, hmm?"

“Not now Regiz, I’m busy.” Warez refuted.

“Oh, I wasn’t asking.” Regiz gently scoops Warez into his arms, cradling him like a pillow against his rotund belly.

"Wh—what are you doing?!" Warez protests as Regiz carries him out of the training room and down the hall to the bedroom. He tosses Warez on the bed, the dragon flopping onto his back with an 'oof'.

“Regiz come on, I usually don’t get a day off from the guild to train on my own.” Warez pleaded.

"Exactly my point Master. On days like these, you should be relaxing and recovering. How about we take your mind off the problem for a bit, hm? I have an idea that might help you relax and perhaps gain a fresh perspective," Regiz says with a playful smile.

"I know you don't want to admit it, but I've seen the way you eye my belly, Master," Regiz chuckles with a mischievous glint. "Why not indulge yourself with some of this softness? I don't mind."

He sits on the bed, leaning back against the headboard. As he settles into place, his lower belly jiggles invitingly. The round, pillowy curve of his tummy pulls against the fabric of his tight shirt.

"Regiz..." Warez groans, face flushed with embarrassment. He averts his eyes, but can't help sneaking peeks at Regiz's exposed tummy peeking out his shirt.

"Come now, I know you want to play," Regiz taunts gently. “Don't deny it, Master. I've seen that hungry look in your eyes when I'm lounging about. You just want to sink your claws into this squishy gut and go to town!"

He lifts his shirt, exposing more of his jiggly tummy to Warez's hungry gaze. Regiz runs a hand over his own belly, gripping his meaty folds. "Mmmm, so soft and plush. Just the way you like it," he murmurs. "Why torture yourself trying to solve your teleportation quandary when you could be worshiping all this instead?"

"I—I suppose a short break couldn't hurt..." Warez admits begrudgingly, slowly crawling towards Regiz on the bed. He eagerly places a hand on Regiz's belly, marveling at the size.

Regiz wiggles his hips, letting out a sinister, yet delighted chuckle as his belly bounces and jiggles in his master’s grasp.

"Mmmph! So soft and warm!" Warez moans, giving Regiz's tummy a firm squeeze and wiggle. The demon's belly ripples and jiggles from the fondling, and Warez can't help but grin. He digs his fingers in a little, raking them lightly over Regiz's skin.

Regiz chuckles deeply as Warez sinks his claws into his soft belly, relishing the dragon's touch. He spreads his arms wide, giving Warez full access to his expansive gut.

"That's it, Master! Don't be shy now. Grab and grope to your heart's content!" Regiz urges, flexing his abdominal muscles, making his belly bounce and jiggle hypnotically.

In one swift motion, Regiz grabs Warez like he is a pancake and flops the smaller dragon onto his expansive gut. Warez lets out a startled yelp that quickly dissolves into a moan of pure bliss as he's enveloped by Regiz's pillowy softness.

"Oooh fuck, Regiz! You feel amazing!" Warez relaxes, his body sinking into the yielding fat.

Regiz grins wickedly, relishing the sight of his master enjoying himself atop his jiggly gut. “There you go! Enjoy all this belly to your heart's content!"

He rests his hand on Warez’s back, holding him closer to his belly. "Forget about your troubles as for now, the only thing that matters is you, me, and my glorious gut, providing you with the ultimate belly worship experience!”

Warez plants his chin atop Regiz, “Well I hope you don’t mind staying put. Because I think we’re going to be staying here for a while.”

Warez looks up at Regiz. Their gazes lock, a moment of shared understanding and mutual enjoyment passing between them.

"Feels like you've found something new to master, Master Warez," he teases.

Just as Warez is about to respond, Razew’s booming voice echoes through the chamber, "Warez, your presence is requested in the main hall. There's... an unexpected intruder to deal with."

Warez and Regiz exchange a look, and the moment of relaxation and fun is shattered.

"Well, Regiz," he says as he climbs off the demon's belly, "looks like our time is gonna have to be cut short."

Regiz grins, his massive frame shifting as he springs off the bed. "Just as well, Master. Let's go show this intruder what happens when they interrupt the master on his day off.”

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