Sleeping Dragon Jade

because i have held this up so horrendously and we do have newer one, i want to lovingly + vaguely fade this one out <3

And how was he supposed to argue with that? He could muster no true indignation, only a warm, fond puff of a sigh. Fine, fine, his body language suggested as he basked in the give-take of attentions here -- chasing back when he could, and soaking up all he could. Mindful to not be too greedy, yet keenly aware of every touch with a prospering warmth that he hoped he was not alone in kindling, he knew he could very well make himself comfortable like this.

All else be damned, he would indulge. Every sweep of a touch kept him coming back for more, and so long as she let him, he would. Here, with her, fondly growling, nuzzling and nipping, he'd romp a while more.