His task of the undressing you is interrupted momentarily as the lizard man reaches out for firm nipple, rubbing it against the mildly swollen skin of his palm, careful to keep his claws away from the delicate part of your body. He does not acknowledge your aid in removing the Hakima, and when the golden chain gets in the way again he does not hesitate to tear it apart as well, repeating his promise of “My silks will be finer,”<br/>Now that you are fully naked he stops a second time to admire your body as you sit in front of him, turning his head in a wide semi circle since he still cannot look straight at you. But the moment does not last. “I cannot fulfil my needs whilst you are in this position and I have no patience to wait any longer,” he says plainly, nudging you back whilst the other hand grips your side, claws making it uncomfortable but not yet painful, placing you back on your hands and knees.