Axel was waiting for her on his bed, He had his shirt, cloak and undershirt were off his body, which revealed an almost godly body, buff, heavily musceled, and lightly tanned, immaculate skin.Praise Knouckbeth, he was so... well, as with most weredragons 'Perfect' wouldn't -nearly- begin to describe him. He was just, sitting their, watching her. Then he stood and walked over to her, taking slow steps, as if to make her torment even worse for her. When he finally got up to her, he pressed her up against the wall once more, and started slowly removing her clothes, all while grinding his hips against hers, to let her get a feel of his incredible 10-incher, even though his pants were still on which made it seem to struggle to get to the full length of 10-inches. He didn't seem to mind all that much though...