The chain rattling was normal, in fact, Eva was surprised she hadn't heard it earlier with how much Jasper had preferred to saw into her limbs. What wasn't normal was the eerie feeling she was getting rising up inside her. By the time her eyes flashed on the approaching creature, she was already underneath her, staring up into those crimson cat eyes. Pure terror flushed through her system at the realization that all of Jasper's demands would likely be met now. Eva wasn't sure if she was more scared of that or the slight thrill and pleasure she got from the same thought. Immediately, she struggled against the dragon, arching her body and pushing against her skin, even resorting to super heating her skin in any attempt to get the creature off of her. It was all useless, though. Fire did nothing in the wake of a dragon and she didn't have the muscular frame Jasper did to even bother competing physically. Still, she struggled and grunted and tried not to enjoy the way Jasper's claws tickled her sides. Maybe... Maybe she'd just be gentle? Eva cringed softly as that guttural purr of a voice came mewling out once more.<b><i>"And you're all mine."</i></b><i>No, no, no... Rape me if you need to, but for the love of Gods, don't bite me...</i>Her voice was little more than a quiet squeak compared to her thoughts that were blazing a mile a minute. She knew a bite meant a permanent bond and Eva still absolutely refused to acknowledge the beast before her as anything but cursed. Her thoughts were ceased as she felt herself airborn and trading the dust and dirt covered warm earth for the cold and hard cuts of the cave wall. The sting of the wall, however, was nothing compared to the anticipation for what was going to happen. Claws dug softly into her flesh, keeping the islander a lot more stable physically than she was ever going to be mentally. "Jaspah... please dun--!!" Unable to even finish her plea, she felt Jasper's multiple fangs dig into her flesh and though the pain of it was worth crying out over, Eva cried out for an entirely different reason. Pure sadness. Despite the warbled moan that passed her lips towards the end, feeling the other woman's body press against her own, she was easily able to deny even that slight bit of pleasure given to her over the crushing realization that she was now marked.<br/><br/>This was a fact not lost on her mate either, as the more human side of Jasper finally snapped back into place and had the audacity to stare at the masterpiece she made of her travelling companion. Eva's eyes were too blurred and unfocus facing the ground to see Jasper's own horror, but she felt the hard earth give way to her body as she fell in a messy heap of body parts. The islander sat there, slumped like a broken doll against the wall for just a moment longer than comfortable before she, too, snapped back to life. And she was furious. Her jade hues were a figment of the imagination as they were now replaced with her own set of crimson that were currently shooting daggers at the woman in front of her. Gathering herself and controlling her body once more, the islander sprung off the ground and charged after Jasper as the woman backed away.<b>"You.... <i>YOU</i>"</b>Her words were slow coming, but her body language said enough for her. She was livid. With one hand pressed to her neck and the other in Jasper's face, she wasn't through stalking the woman until they were against another wall. But this time, the seven foot tall amazonian woman was the victim in this scenario.<b>"Aye know dat da bite mahk means it'sah permanent t'ing, Jaspah! Aye mean.... <i>bombaclad!</i> Maybeh ya coulda just fucked me! Aye'da maybeh even event'ally liked et. Liked <i>you</i>. Instead ya gotta fuck ovah mai whole life n t'ing."</b>Exasperated, Eva lowered her finger just as her anger started to ebb with the flow of her sadness. The tears burned her eyes and disappated before they could even be shed for the situation; just creating a thick fog about the two.<b>"Jaspah.... why.... it was da last day, mon...."</b>She sounded dejected and broken. So wrapped up in her own anguish, the healer couldn't see how much the act of that dragon was killing its host as well. Or maybe she saw it and chose to ignore it in the wake of all her own feelings. The islander didn't crumble into the dirt, as much as she wanted to, but holding her ground was becoming an impossible task as her legs started shaking.<b>"How did ya... even get free? Da book said ya be safe n' dem chains fer at least two weeks... n'... it said..."</b>Her voice faltered next and the rest of her soon followed, collapsing into the ground again in utter disbelief.