"It is enjoyable, but it goes against my beliefs. Draconic's aren't supposed to do that until they bare children with their blood." Ditan took a few deep breaths as he entered the stomach, trying to calm himself. His face touched the bottom of the chamber, feeling how comfortable and soft the bottom was. He rubbed his head around, trying to get a good feel of what to expect once fully inside. Every breath he took of the smell aided him in calming his religious meltdown he was experiencing. "Sorry about the musky breath." He said, letting out a giggle.<br/><br/>"Arkain, it would take every poet in Chimera to explain the experience." He said, shifting around to try to mold the flesh around him. "I did enjoy it, and I won't mind even going a second time." What just escaped Agamme's mouth was unlike him. the experience made everything bad go away, making him a yes dragon, always agreeing to do thing with a positive attitude. Agamme rubbed the walls again as he shifted, rolling over to his other side. The pleasure from the shift made the thought of making love to his mate pop into his head, whick triggered the thought of Sierra, and one of the many plans to get her back to Illidan. "Arkain, can you contact anybody with Telepathy?" He asked.