Morrigan stiffens as Charirgix suddenly appears behind her before she can react. She freezes and examines his hold, and decides that short of an act of a God, she could not get loose. Turning in his grasp, she looks at the half-dragon, "Well, I guess you don't want my specialty, and I think that you would have enjoyed it. Oh well, maybe later. Now, are you done?"<br/><br/>She was slightly scared, she literally had not seen him move, and she had never thought that was possible. She slid in closer, and kissed his snout, while her free hand slid her breastband off. She slid her hands under his shirt, tracing random patterns on his scaled chest.