He hadn't bitten hard, letting her bite back as he resumed his hold further down her delicious throat. A grunt of pleasure as she shifted and he slipped into her was all he allowed himself, before resuming the conversation telepathically, not bothering to shield it as they should be alone in the lab, and his blind-sense confirmed it, though the lab was slightly different than what he remembered, but not enough to warrant concern.<em>Or you took the typical draconic response of deal with it later. I suspect my idea is the correct one, considering the number of dragons, though the brass might have fixed it for them, considering they are the most populous on this plane.</em><br/><br/>He slowly impaled her, teasing both her and himself before he hilted himself against her, wiggling slight to ensure they were properly seated, before rolling over, still staying in the center of the now softly glowing circle.