Phoenix Maplewood Morganite

"really?" Portia asked, feigning shock, "i don't believe i've ever had that effect on someone before." her tail swished behind her, and as he teased a strand of fur on her shoulder she turned her head slightly to the side. she soaked in his attention-- though small-- for a moment before leaning closer to him, her gaze falling back on him. she found his blue one, looking to hold it for a few heartbeats before leaning in even closer and finding a bit of fur just below his jawline to fascinate herself with, her teeth combing gently through it. 

the rest, was history. and she returned to the dragon-- though she did not feel as satisfied as the thought she would've. instead, guilt set in deeper.