The Dragon nods slowly and chuckles a final time, slowly putting his paws around the human's sides to hold him in place as he opens his jaws. Slowly, the Dragons long tongue slides from his bottom jaw, slowly curling itself around the human's waist, getting a tight grip. A that point the Dragon took his paws from the male, letting his tongue slowly pull the human up into his jaws, darkness encasing the male, as the Dragonic muzzle closes around him. Once the human was securley in his maw, the Dragon glances over at his sister, still tied before the Dragon. As he watches her cries, tears running down her cheeks, the grin on his muzzle slowly begins to fade, was he actually feeling sorry for these humans? Whatever it was, it wasn't the feeling of pleasure he thought he'd be having, that's for sure.