Tyger actually purrs when Giselle’s hands go to the back of his neck and head. His purring increases in volume and intensity when she says how safe she feels here with him. As his hands glide across her skin he does feel some old scars, but this does not bother him. Actually he finds the scars only serve to make her more attractive in his eye. He does not want a soft frail woman, she is a strong and skilled warrior. A woman that can not only be a partner in his bed but also a comrade in arms, someone that can fight alongside him without him having to worry about having to protect her. He would protect her though, he would everything in his power to keep her acquiring any new scars. Oddly when she searches his body she will not find any scars even though he has probably been injured just severely as she has as his body heals every wound quickly and without scarring ever since receiving his curse. The only scars he has are from the beast that give him the curse. Even those nearly disappeared throughout the more than two centuries. His fingers trace the most prominent marks on her back and after a moment he asks, “Dragon claws?”<br/><br/>Pulling Giselle back into a passionate kiss Tyger’s right hand slides across her skin until it reaches her breast. He cups that breast and gives it a sensual squeeze. After breaking the kiss his left hand slides down her back to her ass. He lifts her high enough for him to take the nipple of her other breast in to his mouth, which is exactly what he does. His tongue flicks across it even as his right hand captures her other nipple between thumb and finger.