Sleeping Dragon Jade

He beholds, taking his time, although she threatened to lure him back in with a batting of her eyes. He holds fast, though, resolving to let her have at the next move in full and to not be greedy himself. While he'd like to pounce, maybe it's the old adage of ladies first ringing in his ears. Or maybe he feels something more delicate like that -- and this, whatever it may be truly -- lie more wisely with her.

She bounced at him, then back. He followed her with his ears forward and tongue hung just slightly. It was obvious he's contemplative, even in light of her clear invitation, but after a beat he romps forward head on to close the last distance just short of colliding. Once there, he lifted up a forelimb to bat it at her right shoulder with his left paw. He balanced sturdily and while he did so she couldn't compromise him easily (a perk of stature like his, he supposed), he reached his muzzle towards her ears with licks. If she stayed low, then all the easier despite him not intending to smother her with it. He rumbled happily regardless.