Her response was her opening her shirt, tearing the buttons, the sound of them clattering across the floor making him chuckle a bit. He could feel a sort of power in the room nearby, feeling a subject as well. he guessed that it was her friend and comrade, the one that had been with her at the bar. He felt a little let down that he hadn't been teh first one to notice this house. Feeding off the arousal of two females would have left him better than he had had been in a while. But there was an unspoken rule between his kind, that involved never touching the subject of another. But as his... comrade, or lack of a better word, was in her dreams, and that left a lot of power just in the air to be soaked up by someone, someone like him. He smiled, drawing it in, and transferring it into her body via another kiss to her lips, hungry, passionate, his own actions more like reactions to her arousal.<br/><br/>He chuckled at her words, licking  his lips, letting her arousal arouse him further. He felt his human body's head fel light, and his organ slowly hardened and lengthened," You don't need to be quiet Cait," He whispered, his fingers gripping her blouse and tearing at it further, opening her shirt and pushing it away, to the ground. He reached around her, kissing her desperately again, and pulling back with a chuckle," I want you to be very loud from now on. And if you promise to do that," He leaned in to whisper in her ear, a hand moving down to cup her pubic mound, giving it a squeeze," I promise to make you scream as you cum harder than you even have before," He looked into her eyes as her bra dropped to the ground," Deal?"<br/><br/>And with that he took her by her waist, practically carrying her to her bed, dropping her there rather forcefully, letting her stay there as he stared openly at her exposed breasts, her nipples perked up, just begging for his mouth. He turned away from her, pulling away, letting her see his body in full as he gripped the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and dropping it to the ground as well, letting her eyes wander over his muscular torso, muscles moving fluidly and, in her mind he knew, erotically.<br/><br/>He moved over to her on the bed then, showing force and gentleness at the same time as he gripped her by the hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed, his hands undoing her shorts, and dragging them, and her underwear, slowly off of her legs, his fingers trailing slowly of the insides of her thighs. As he pulled them off, he leaned his head down and pressed a light, teasing kiss very high up on her thigh, very close to her drenched sex, which had already left her panties a damp mess. He could feel the warmth emanating from it and he looked up to smile at her, licking his lips," You smell good, Cait..."