Solu growls and lets out a needy whimper at the exact same time. "Not you." he protests. He knew he was lying...partily. It wasn't just Louis. Louis had a good part in it...it was this damn dragon heat. Damnit! Of all the times for his body to take over with need. He groans. "Heat. Dragon heat. Not you..." he protests stubbornly. His eyes widen in surprise as the other man begin to intentionally be sexual and purring. Oh dear lord! That alone nearly had him turning into a rock in the nether regions. He shivers. "Like that. No purring." he protests. Shivering and letting out an almost whined sound of need.<br/><br/>He shivers. A moan escaping his lips as those inexperienced fingers trailed down his chest. Feeling it move along his skin was like adding oil to fire. It ignited his need, lust, and desire to the highest pillar possible. His skin was cool to the touch yet his inner flames were raging. It was hard when the two dragon souls were for once in agreement.<br/><br/>Needy plus sexy man touching you equaled wanting the damn inexperienced man. Seeing the blush he figured it out. Virgin. Dear god! He had never been with a virgin before! There was nothing more sexy or stimulating than the mere thought of having his own virgin. Or was it vice versa? It didn't matter. Thinking was getting rather hard to do. "Yes. You could." he says in a deeply husky voice. "I'll help you. Tell you...what to...do." he pants out in his extreme need.<br/><br/>He could hear Louis's heart. He shivers. Watching and only slightly able to fight the hands prying his legs apart. In the end he found himself being submissive...slightly. He would never be a Uke. He was a Seke. Seme most of the time. To disguise the fact once in a long while...he liked to bottom. He shivers and looks at him. Moaning as the older male by not much began his experimenting explorations. Arching his member long since harder than a rock. And a drop of pre forming already. "Lick. Suck. More!" he demands in a dominating sort of way. Chained and helpless yet he was still...dominating. Ironic. He protested only a bit yet his body was in control now...not his mind.