Jasaiah's ears pricked back and he leaned forward to nip Drake on the nose. "That you did," he muttered. He didn't like it though, but he let it go. It wasn't as if he were harmed, and he had consented in full to the mind compulsion. His guards went up once more, out of habit more than anything. It wasn't his favorite activity, letting others control his thoughts. But whoever enjoyed such a thing? His lips quirked pleasantly as Drake seemed to preen at the compliment. It made him happy to see Drake like this. If he was happy, nothing else really mattered.<br/><br/>Jasaiah clasped Drake's fingers and brought them up to kiss the back of his hand, then stroked down his side. He let out a chuckle. "Indeed." Tapping his thigh, he encouraged Drake to get up, shamelessly letting his eyes roam down his marred, yet beautiful body. He had to adjust his erection, letting out a sigh. "Do quit teasing me so. I am tempted enough to turn you over and have my way with you once more." He canted his head. "Only time can improve upon such control. You are making great leaps, Drake." It was encouraging statement, not one meant to be insulting.