He grinned as she climbed up into his lap, and kissed her neck, inhaling her scent, just a hint of incense, before licking one of the barbels on her cheek. He stroked her thigh, and waited for her to set up the magic mouth, before allowing his free hand to drift from stroking her outer thigh to moving inward, toward the butter soft scales around her slit. His hand paused just beside her tender scales, his second hand stroking the side of her face, enjoying the feel of her body against his. He let his clothing dissolve, his flesh against her soft scales, and purred softly into her ear as he nipped her neck, his hand near her womanhood moving up to stroke her firm hindquarters, taking his time.