Something shifted in Jasper and a heavy sexual vibe fell over the woman in front of her. Was this the dragon rider's natural response when she pulled on her collar? She got a similar one before, but she assumed that was because she'd just been playing with Jasper's horns and the woman was loose from it. She grabbed the collar more fiercely and jerked it, but Jasper was already near her, nuzzling her cheek as the islander bristled from the contact. This was<i>not</i>Jasper. What happened to her? Maybe Eva had been asking for this from the very beginning by even crawling into the woman's bed in the first place. Finally, she could admit to herself that she did enjoy being touched. Even if by the hand of a dragon rider. There was no sense being stubbornly ignorant about it anymore. The way her body wanted to react to Jasper was plain enough evidence. The islander just needed to own it.<br/><br/>"Ya. Maybe aye do like ya touchin' meh. Baht ya best be careful wit wat ya startin'..." she hissed softly, ending with a soft grin, "Cause aye'm pretteh sure ya won't end up on top." And just as she finished speaking, as if all the hot air in the room was blown away and the previous Jasper was a figment of her imagination, the Jasper she'd come to know these last two days returned to her. And she was a mess. Something about the woman in front of her being so... undone, did something to Eva. To see such a strong and capable woman crumble to a blithering pile of apologies and excuses was heavily appealing. So much so that when Jasper jolted upright to stand, Eva came right along with her, riding the motion out gracefully with her hand still gripping at that collar around the woman's neck. She planted her feet against Jasper's hips and used the angle to prop herself to the dragon rider's height, staring her in the eyes with her own deep jade hues.<br/><br/>"Ah nah... ya not gettin' away dat easily. Wettah ya just got possessed or ya just felt like challengin' me, ya need ta stick ta the stand ya made, Jaspah..." She snarled softly, staring into the woman's eyes with an intense gaze. Just the act of someone related to her enemy practically kneeling before her gave the islander such a rush. Whether that actually happened or not, was up to Jasper, however.