<em>His talon, cool in contrast with the dark, almost sultry heat of the room, strokes gently up and down the underside of her calf, teasing her the smallest bit. Meanwhile, however, the half-dragon feigns a look of contemplation and concentration, even though his eyes wander over every exposed inch of her body, drinking in her beauty.<br/><br/>"I should think that might be advisable. And I do think that there might be one... it's said that he sometimes frequents this place, actually, and has a weakness for particularly... luscious specimens."<br/><br/>His long, pointed tongue lightly crosses his lips as his eyes lock with hers almost challengingly.</em>