Sleeping Dragon Trials by Fire

He loves the light panic that crosses her soft feminine features before she relaxes and realizes he means no real harm. Her eyes gaze down to him in a soft, caring sort of way that he’s not quite used to. His eyes crinkle in the idea of a smile when the pink of her tongue darts out to lap his cheek. 

Then those soft words she speaks and bam, all of a sudden he finds himself on his own back. He’s slightly taken aback at how she did it but, he smirks and raises his brows, impressed by the not so subtle feat of dominance.

“Yes, it seems you did.” He muses, the fur along his jaw and neck framing his face as he looks up to her. “You still wouldn’t be able to beat me in a fight though.” He teases, side eyeing her.