[He can feel that, the magic weaving between them, around and inside him, the glow of his scales brightening suddenly, as he's filled with the feelings, his mind on overdrive, incapable of dealing with that much want, that much desire at once--
he throws his head back and roars, the deafening sound changing halfway into a stream of fire that shoots up into the sky like a cloud. His wing curls tighter around Seishirou, pressing him closer, brushing against him]