@Aspen Wren
His response to her answer came in the form of a long, low reptilian growl followed by unusually long plume of smoke. The animals of the forest he was not concerned about, it was rather the attack on Laurel that infuriated him, causing his internal temperature to spike drastically before settling. He did however take notice to her movements as she simply made her way towards his chair without any concern about hiding her naked upper torso minus the hair hidden breasts. Perky, well kept. Silently he just undressed her all the way. Might as well. When she finished talking about him he simply nodded, a blank expression on his face. "I see..." He sighed with more smoke.
For the first time in awhile, he pulled out a pack of his famous Marlboro Menthol and relinquished one from the box and held it. His throat glowed a visible orange as he pursed his lips, a small yet consistent flame blew out, thin like a lighter. Placing the tip of the cigarette into the flame, he watched as it started to smoke and glow a dim amber red from the cherry before placing it in his mouth. He took a long inhale, one that nearly took the cigarette past the half way point before exhaling a long smoky trail. He had figured out in that small frame of time what he was going to do to Vlad and unconsciously grinned. He glanced back up to Laurel, who still stood near. He cocked a brow wondering why until he took better notice to her. Tendrils of heat and smoke rolled off her. 'Is she-' He sighed and looked towards the door, then the bed then to her. He smirked as his eyes met hers and offered her a grin.
"You enjoy heat don't you?" Sulley offered a smile as he turned his head to face the door and with a simple breath enveloped in white, he blew out air towards the door, more specifically, the crack between the door and the wall. The breath of air was strong enough to send the door closed with a gentle click. "You'll probably feel better if you were closer to my skin. I do give off enough heat to warm a house should I choose to...Hold on." The dragon stood up and crossed his arms near his waist as he grabbed the sides of his shirt and took it off. It wasn't fair for her to be the only one topless. Scars and what looked like stab wounds were now very visible on the dragons skin including the largest one that went past his belt. He moved to the bed and laid down, scooting over some before patting the spot next to him, gesturing for her to join him. To assist him, the dragon raised his inner core temperature, his chest glowed dim but bright enough to be visible with his throat only illuminated by the light from his abdomen. "You probably would like it better here anyway. Lay down, relax and just enjoy the natural heat." He offered her a smile as he let his mind wander, closing his eyes and placing his hands behind his head for support.
His response to her answer came in the form of a long, low reptilian growl followed by unusually long plume of smoke. The animals of the forest he was not concerned about, it was rather the attack on Laurel that infuriated him, causing his internal temperature to spike drastically before settling. He did however take notice to her movements as she simply made her way towards his chair without any concern about hiding her naked upper torso minus the hair hidden breasts. Perky, well kept. Silently he just undressed her all the way. Might as well. When she finished talking about him he simply nodded, a blank expression on his face. "I see..." He sighed with more smoke.
For the first time in awhile, he pulled out a pack of his famous Marlboro Menthol and relinquished one from the box and held it. His throat glowed a visible orange as he pursed his lips, a small yet consistent flame blew out, thin like a lighter. Placing the tip of the cigarette into the flame, he watched as it started to smoke and glow a dim amber red from the cherry before placing it in his mouth. He took a long inhale, one that nearly took the cigarette past the half way point before exhaling a long smoky trail. He had figured out in that small frame of time what he was going to do to Vlad and unconsciously grinned. He glanced back up to Laurel, who still stood near. He cocked a brow wondering why until he took better notice to her. Tendrils of heat and smoke rolled off her. 'Is she-' He sighed and looked towards the door, then the bed then to her. He smirked as his eyes met hers and offered her a grin.
"You enjoy heat don't you?" Sulley offered a smile as he turned his head to face the door and with a simple breath enveloped in white, he blew out air towards the door, more specifically, the crack between the door and the wall. The breath of air was strong enough to send the door closed with a gentle click. "You'll probably feel better if you were closer to my skin. I do give off enough heat to warm a house should I choose to...Hold on." The dragon stood up and crossed his arms near his waist as he grabbed the sides of his shirt and took it off. It wasn't fair for her to be the only one topless. Scars and what looked like stab wounds were now very visible on the dragons skin including the largest one that went past his belt. He moved to the bed and laid down, scooting over some before patting the spot next to him, gesturing for her to join him. To assist him, the dragon raised his inner core temperature, his chest glowed dim but bright enough to be visible with his throat only illuminated by the light from his abdomen. "You probably would like it better here anyway. Lay down, relax and just enjoy the natural heat." He offered her a smile as he let his mind wander, closing his eyes and placing his hands behind his head for support.
