He stroked her back, hands sliding up and down the powerful muscles, and smiled, thrusting himself to his balls into her before answering her. "And I, Driass the Archdragon, accept your oath and you into my service. Welcome Asharadrellianius-Nilhlus-Sindromonica-Harm, to my service."<br/><br/>He slipped a bit of his soul into hers, a touch of magic to effortless integrate it into her, rather than let it slowly spread. It meant an immediate change to her, but it was a rather small one, rather than the slower, but larger change later. He then sealed his mouth of hers, as the knowledge and power that she gained flooded her mind, preventing her from making an outcry and alerting anyone that she was now completely, utterly and totally his, and waiting for all the changes to finish before cumming, and then releasing her. He gave her a small smile, before stroking her breasts, still impaling her. "So, feeling a bit better?"