On one hand, Rein struggled to be the paragon of control, a being that was in control of his own sexual urges, that could say no to the obvious situation going on before him and save it all for when it really mattered. After all, even if he was Alpha for a day, he couldn't simply squander that status being nothing but a mindless sex maniac to their myriad of warrior women. Celeste began to move away, to wash up before dinner... Which perhaps was something he should have gone to do as well. A cold bath would do wonders for lowering his sex drive just enough to not risk coming at the slightest provocation, but not too much that it would turn him off from what was occuring around them.<br/><br/>On the other hand, however, there was indeed that latent sex maniac within him, horribly aroused and turned on after such an enjoyable encounter with his master-turned-slave for a day. The thoughts that ran through his mind as he watched Onyx fuck Rose with near-uncontrolled fervor and glee very nearly made him erupt as if he'd been the one having fun with their errant fennmink. He knew how messy Onyx could get, the full dragon woman was a gift unto the world, one every one of them had potentially played with on more than one occasion. If it weren't for the fact that Niassa's arrival had done a good job of keeping him in check and not simply jerking it to the spectacle, he was sure there would have been nothing stopping him from moving forward and seeing which of them would have been more likely to take his spunk. Niassa was a special case herself, another Wolf-type fighter with issues from her own past. She was every bit a ferocious fighter than him, if not more, and she ranked similarly to him and Onyx. However, she often looked disaffected to everything that went on around them, which tended to make it hard for him to approach her beyond anything related to work or training. Effectively a tough nut to crack, for him.<br/><br/>As Onyx spoke to him, it helped to remind him he'd missed his opportunity to do anything about his current predicament, swallowing the pressure down. It was going to suck, but feel so much more rewarding later... "It wasn't easy... Mistress Celeste is a tough trainer, and it was difficult to find a grapple to properly hold her down, without causing too much discomfort between us." Rein smiled, reaching a hand up to run fingers through his fur. Discomfort being anything that hurt more than felt good... After all, there was absolutely nothing wrong about the compromising positions they put one another in throughout their sparring session. At Onyx's suggestion, he folded his arms and smirked. "Now what sort of man would I be were I to deny you or her that opportunity? I most certainly wouldn't mind any of these things tonight. After all, I do get to show my appreciation for all the wonderful gadgets Rose supports us with in our arena endeavors." Rein hummed, looking to the form of Rose whose belly looked just a bit bigger after taking so much of Onyx's dragoncum. Rose seemed to take to approaching and cuddling with Niassa, which helped warm his heart a bit and helped control the erection that seemed to be focusing on the somewhat rounder FennMink.<br/><br/>"If she's happy with it, then that's settled." Rein nodded, before preparing to head off and rinse himself clean before Rose's prepared dinner. Taking a moment to step near Niassa, he rested a hand on her shoulder and nodded. She looked utterly tired, and her facial appearance spoke only short tales of frustrations she endured earlier that day. Tales he could only take guesses at. "Looks as if your day was trying... Enjoy your rest, Niassa. Know that we appreciate everything you do to assist us... I-I mean with supply runs and the like." He quickly caught himself, shaking his head a bit and hurrying off to wash up. Let the others interact and converse for the moment while he wrestled with his own sexual urges to get them under control.