Arcaeus picked Janelle up and carried her to the bed. He put her down and got back on top of her as she playfully struggled to get out of his arms. He carefully pinned her down, leaving her right arm out, which she placed upon his cheek again. She was teasing him, but he didn't care. He'd been in isolation for a long time and even just some playful flirtation was really getting to him. And he was determined to flirt back just as hard. He moved his mouth down to her neck, breathing on it, mouth just millimeters away. He slowly moved up to her left ear, breathing on her neck the whole way. "You're a dragon. Don't try to deny it. I noticed that you are always hiding your back from me." he whispered in her ear. He moved his body closer, pressing himself against her.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm losing control of myself. But right now, I really don't care.</span>he thought, his mind clouded with lust. He was breathing heavily, as was Janelle. He once again  moved his mouth right near hers, and locked his eyes on her eyes, getting momentarily lost in their dazzling beauty. "I'm trying to decide whether to bring you because I like you. I'm used to being by myself. So you're new. Yet I like you. It's odd. I want to keep you around me and I'm not sure why." he whispered, slightly trembling.<br/><br/>He moved his mouth closer. He leaned in to kiss her...