Smiling at the touch of her lips, his hand reflexively comes up behind her head to entwine in her hair at the base of her skull. Clearly Jarod knows a bit about how to work with his hands, as he pulls her in deeper for the kiss. His touch is firm, adamant, but yet despite his size, the touch is gentle, teasing. Savoring the taste of her lips, he can feel her pull away, though he does not resist, he nips down gently upon her lower lip, just enough pressure that she can feel him, but not enough to drawn blood. While she pulls away, she can immediately feel that his teeth are unduly sharp, not quite in the realm of razors but she knows that she will feel the initial nip for a while this night.<br/><br/>"I expect we will see far more of eachother. Good evening Claudia, I wish you pleasantly tormented dreams." His tone carries a promise of sorts, the kind that forebodes a torrid, intense night. Finding that his food has cooled noticeable, Jarod frowns a bit, though his smirk returns. He's undoubtedly enjoyed his time sparring with Claudia, and he seems to watch her walk away just for a time.