"Deviant? Me?" she asks, innocently. "I merely believe that love and sex are not things to be ashamed of, and that dragons are... quite attractive." She encourages him to take it slow, wearing nothing beneath the simple robe she'd put on, letting him lead, giving an excited gasp, as he shifts forms, moaning as his long, delicate tongue begins to explore.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, the gold dragon arrives, settling down near them, not even needing to ask anything besides, "Needed a little help with this one? Or is one beauty not enough for you?"