Sleeping Dragon Jade

She went on to prove his point, and he exhales a happy sigh -- otherwise, finding himself relaxing with her attentions on his jaw. He's steady in watching her back best he can, although his eyes threaten half-lidded. As much as he'd like to stay just like that, he shifts somewhat. "See?" he huffed before leaning down and pressing his muzzle into the plush fur around her neck. She made it far too easy for him to want to be right here, or more. While still hanging onto small hesitations brought on by shifting terms, her invitation was not one he'd let pass. How could he? Dio shifts and preens his teeth through her coat, and snakes up behind her ear if she lets him. This time, he let the contact between them linger more than before.