He prowled about the room, which was barely big enough for him to fully stretch out in, and carefully herded his companion toward the bed. He murred in pleasure as she curled up, still displaying herself for him, and slowly twined toward her. "I don't know, but I am sure that I can think of something."<br/><br/>He slowly rested his forearms on the bed, and began to crawl toward her, his eyes locked onto hers, knowing that it took a good force of will to look away when a dragon's eyes met yours. It wasn't until he was nearly ready to pounce that the four poster bed groaned, threatening to collapse under his considerable weight, and he looked down before hissing in annoyance. He hastily dismounted from the bed, and snarled softly, the moment lost, though he was still more than ready for his elf. "Damn, forgot that the beds in the real world have a load limit. So, we can either head up to our normal play place, or you can get off the bed and be ravaged on the carpet."