A shiver of delight mixed with worry ran down Noctis spine when Russell leaned in low and licked his neck. He knew if Russell was mad enough that he could rip his throat out with his human teeth but it was quickly becoming clear that Russell wasn't going to do that. The weredragon had started to relax and really enjoy the touches when Russell picked him up.
"Hey! I can walk you know. I might be younger than you but I am not a baby."