Mal couldn't help but chuckle at her comment, "Well...such things are replaceable..." His hands slid forward as she pressed into him, taking the movement as what it was...and invitation. His hands...just as divided as his mind was about where to start, decided he should sample both ends of the spectrum at once. So while one hands drifted around her hip and down the bend of her thigh, the other drifted upward, fingers trailing across her navel and up across her cleavage. Both hands found their goals at once, fingers below pressing the thin fabric of her bottom inward and between those hidden lips, while above his fingers took a more direct approach. First cupping the underside of one breast and lightly pushing it upward, using the motion to then push the thin band of fabric guarding her nipple up and out of the way, then more thoroughly squeezing the full mound of flesh with an appeased growl falling from his lips behind her.

Below his fingers were less direct, instead teasing her playfully by sliding to and fro across that soft fabric guarding her slit, lightly parting those hidden lips and in turn packing the space between with the same fabric which protected the warmth beneath. "Besides..." he continued lightly, his lips tracing her shoulder and neck, before finally laying a light kiss upon her jawline, "I'm not sure just ow much you can handle yet...wouldn't wan't you to be stuck in bed all day tomorrow..." He exclaimed playfully, pressing his hips into her more firmly as if to exclamate the point with the rather impressive mound now pressing against his pants.

He of course had some expectations about her bodies resilience...as usual his nose was quite good at picking out capable mates, and her scent pointed to that being the case. Of course that still didn't mean it would be easy...even in this form he wasn't exactly small, and it was widely known that any woman...regardless of race, that could handle a dragonkin in his natural state was all but a myth. The few confirmed cases resulting in a person so pampered and treasured they might have well been royalty...after all a Dragonkin, male and females alike were utterly barren as humanoids. So in turn a female capable of surviving intercourse was a prize to behold, for she could bare fruits of such labor...it was these fruits that had created Mal, for only those born of humanoid mother could maintain a humanoid shape.