" I growled at him.Oh yes. I'm a pretty fair sized fellow, and usually I'm pretty mellow, but when my dander is up my Swedish berserker genes sometime... show. A crazy-mad 6' 5", 280 pound pissed-off Minnesota Swede gets people real nervous."Sven, I'm REALLY sorry to be the one to tell you, but everyone here respects you, and we've been hoping that you would catch on yourself without our interfering. But we finally decided that true friends would let you know, since just about everyone else in. “You’re overdressed my dear,” he purred in her ear and began unbuttoning her blouse. She gasped and moaned as his lips brushed her earlobe and her blouse fell to the floor. She in turn pulled his t-shirt off and tossed it aside. She felt her bra release and her breasts spring free as he kissed down her neck. She could smell the scent of the candles mixing with his cologne that she found smelled the sexiest on him, and felt the cool of the air, the touch of his lips and fingertips on her skin.. .. ?”The dog is given permission to approach her and she crouches down to greet him – reaching out with both hands and catching him when he’s close enough. One hand on the top of his big head, stroking and ruffling, the other down the side of his neck to his collar, then holding him in place. She holds him here for a second, then looks around to Sean again, “Are you sure you want me to do this?”He nods, he’s sure.“He’s a big lad ... What if I decide I want him instead of you?” She jokes.Her. Time had gone to quickly, tomorrow he had to tell her, tomorrow he would keep or loose her. Tomorrow he would see joy or hate on her face, he was actually scared, the great dragon Virlane was frightened and he didn't like the feeling one bit. Hours later as he slept, a restless, exhausted sleep he heard Marluxion's voice "even in your loneliest hour, you are never alone." Virlane paced waiting for her to join him, with a sigh of relief, he heard her approach. Seeing him, she smiled and ran.