A Red Drake named Riot

Gruff took his time getting the drake these things usually took a more personal touch a drake which is a small but still powerful dragon that when threatened can enlarge itself to the size of a small car and they usually pick there own partner but this time Gruff followed his gut and picked the wildest of the bunch a particularly wild red drake named Riot.

"Riot!! There's my favorite drake" Riot's head shot up than enlarged himself as he ran and jumped into the arms of Gruff trying to knock him down it never worked but Riot wasn't one to give up on things like being the first to knock a troll down. Drakes in the F.T.P.D were always trying to outdo each other, best partner, biggest arrest, first to knock down a troll which was Riot's current goal but he'd fallen short for the 72nd time. Gruff liked that about Riot he never gave up on anything and Gruff bet his badge he wouldn't give up on his partner either now he just needed to see if his hunch was right.

"Hey Riot get a sniff of this" Gruff let the Drake sniff his clown outfit which had John's scent on it. "I'm hoping he'll be your new partner...HEY!". Drakes raised in the F.T.P.D are always looking for someone to bond too if they get a glimpse or smell of a potential partner they will hunt it down to the ends of the earth and fairyland if they have to. Once Riot got a whiff of John's scent went on the warpath he climbed up and over Gruff launching itself off the troll's back and making a b-line for Cheif Red's office. "Well, shit here comes another 3 months of clown detail," said Gruff.

Meanwhile, Red and John were just finishing there romp on and next to Red's desk when John noticed that the chief's door was barely open and the lock had been from what he could tell from where he was currently crouched melted off. He also caught a glimpse of what looked like a red-scaled tail sliding back and forth. "Chief, I don't want to alarm you but there's something in the room with us". Red stopped buttoning her blouse and both her and John slowly looked up over the top of the desk to see two big yellow eyes and what can only be called a shit-eating grin on a red drake.

"Of course it had to be him, of the 18 drakes we have it had to be Riot" Red breathed in deep and stood up with John's help. "John I'd like you to meet the rowdiest drake in F.T.P.D history Riot. He is to be your other partner besides Gruff who is gonna get me a new door." Riot jumped up on the desk and knocked his new partner back into a chair and then onto the floor which would have been fine except when Riot got back up he was wearing Red's bra on his head.

"Give me that," said Red as she took her black bra back from Riot, Riot didn't know what the fuss was about, it felt kinda nice to him but whatever he had found his partner, would stand by him and watch his back or it'd be better to say sitting on his partner's back. "Drakes are unusually smart and as you can see some think they are damned funny isn't that right Riot" Riot was pleased with the tone of Red's voice and the scratching of his head when he suddenly got the weirdest impulse and for no particular reason probably cause it just happened to be the most squirming part nearest his head bit his partner right on the arse. "And that's called Imprinting although leave it to Riot to mark his partner on his arse" explained Red. Riot looked pleased with himself John still felt fucked along with two new pains in his arse the one sitting on him and the literal kind.