Magma's chest was softer than everyone else's and one of the fluffiest.

It was perfect for a fiery fighter who had a heart of gold, no matter how he acted with some of his siblings, like Dactyle or Diamond for example. Some of them like feeling it, and sometimes they ask him if they could lay their heads on him. He let them and got comfortable for them to do so. Magma liked seeing them happy on there, even including Aero who always seemed like they needed it.

It was just a little difficult to get comfortable for Kami due to her being bigger than him. When they were comfortable, though, it felt like a good relaxing time. Her tail always swished around. He couldn't help but smile whenever that happened. Emerald and Peridot shared the space and held onto Magma when they laid there. They sometimes fell asleep on him because of how comfortable they got.

Aero only stayed there for several minutes whereas the others would stay for half an hour to an hour if they didn't fall asleep, even with Magma's attempts to keep him there. He'd always make excuses as to why he couldn't stay there. Even if Magma wanted to, he couldn't force her to stay and he didn't. All Magma could do in that situation was pat their back and tell them that she could lay on him anytime she wanted.

Marino and Astral didn't rest their heads on him. Soma sometimes did when he was drawing and it was mostly subconscious, but neither minded. Jasper hardly did, but it was mainly because Magma felt a lot of anxiety and paranoia on if Jasper did something during it so it was rare and only for a few minutes. He wouldn't even dare have Diamond on him, even if she wanted to, which thankfully she didn't.

Then there was Dactyle. They tried various times to get their head on his chest and overall touch his body. He outright pushed them away and told them to fuck off. They just giggled in response and walked away with plans to try again later. Magma merely sighed in annoyance the first time around. It never got any less annoying no matter how many times Dactyle tried, though.

Everyone just thought it was amusing in some way, as expected as Magma's response was. Magma glared at them for their reactions since he felt it was simply enabling Dactyle to keep going.

"They would continue regardless of how we react," Marino told him.

That was possible, but if Magma knew Dactyle well, they would do it even more so because of it.

Any time they tried to touch his chest to feel it and he didn't push them away, Magma swiftly moved out of the way and grabbed them in a way they wouldn't touch his chest fur. Attempts were up to a few dozen times, but then again who was counting?

Magma certainly wasn't, no matter what anyone said, he didn't care to.

When their latest attempt started, Dactyle having their hand on his face, Magma looked around the room without moving his head too much. He didn't bother to listen to what they were saying in the slightest. Noticing nobody was around, he decided to do what he didn't do before as he groaned.

Magma grabbed them and pulled them closer. He grabbed their arm and pulled it down to avoid discomfort while he got them close. The sudden movement to his chest made Dactyle shut up and jump. Their breath was quick for a few seconds before they calmed down. Dactyle wrapped their arms around him as their tail calmly went from side to side.

"Ou santi w tèlman mou…" They softly whispered.

His body turned slightly brighter. "Of course you're gonna be annoying about it."

Despite what he said, he could tell they were enjoying how the fur felt. They seemed at peace, like it was something they were looking for this whole time. It was especially evident by the fact they held onto him even tighter. Dactyle didn't seem like they wanted to let go. Magma didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't this. Nobody else acted like they did right here.

Had he known they wanted it this badly, he would've let them feel it. Magma had some questions, like why they wanted his chest fur that much. If it was because of how fluffy it was, then Astral's was the fluffiest, not his own. If it was for another reason, then he had no idea what that reason would be.

Yet, Magma couldn't bring himself to ask them those questions in his mind. He wasn't too sure if he could rip that peacefulness away from them for those questions. He'd have to wait until they were done to ask them. He lightly, but half-heartedly, groaned.

"After a few minutes, you get off, alright ya cretin?"

"I dunno, like I said before, you feel really soft!"

Magma's face burned up a little. "Shut up. Enjoy it while you can."

They stayed there for a while with nobody walking in on them. His heart pounded the whole time. He kept them on him while he listened closely for anyone else.

Magma wouldn't admit it, but he enjoyed it too.