The red dragoness had never heard of Leiji style before. For the most part, the commitment of time and dedication to an art like mastering a martial skill was too much responsibility, too boring, too "not fun". Distantly, she respected those that found value in it and recognized it as a worthy pursuit, just not for her. She'd much rather pursue Boafeng himself. Him and his rippling pectorals and his long tail and the tough spikes arranged fetchingly down his back. 

Drache was about to say something along those lines when the large hybrid male swept in and pressed his fang-filled mouth to hers, earning a purring chirp of eager surprise from the smaller half-breed. Her arm was already resting high on his shoulder and she quickly lifted the other to match it, pressing her generous bust and her flat belly tight against Baofeng's muscled frame. Drache's wings lifted and trembled slightly, the leathery membranes fluttering as she moaned into Boafeng's mouth, trying to tease his tongue with hers. Being in his arms, even for just a moment, felt so [i]right[/i]. Shifting her weight to one foot, she even lifted a long leg, her inner thigh sliding up the outside of his hip...

And then he was pulling back and babbling rapidly, leaving Drache feeling bereft, her growl of disappointment matching a pout on her scaled face. She was almost angry, suspecting him of deliberately teasing her, but when he abruptly changed the subject to something mundane, the seductive female realized that Baofeng was simply inexperienced and nervous. It would have been horribly disappointing to someone as debaucherous as Drache, if it wasn't so deliciously [i]adorable.[/i] 

Trying her best to suppress the fierce flame of desire in her belly, Drache tucked her wings back against her spine and leaned back against the piller, her whole body sinuous and her eyes searching Baofeng eaerly. [color=ed1c24]"Is that how you invite everyone to your school, or am I just special?"[/color] She asked, her voice smooth and teasing. Her flared nostriles let out a faint wisp of smokey breath as Drache attempted to collect herself, and when she spoke again she was less salacious and more polite.

[color=ed1c24]"I would love to see it, truly. I'm afraid I would be a terrible student, and I'm not much of a fighter to begin with, but it's nice to be near someone who is a hybrid like me. I haven't met many other half-dragons, and certainly none as handsome as you."[/color] She winked at him then, her serpentine tail coiling loosely around his ankle.