Her moan was nearly addicting in itself, so sensual and full of passion. Drake sighed and leaned back, this time wrapping his arm around her. " Nothing i'm not ab-" he forgot what he was saying. he had to get out of here, to close this dimensional rift in reality. He looked at her, and kissed her head again. "But first, we should dress." He said reaching over and grabbing his shirt as he sat up. He had claimed her for his own, and in doing so, satiated her need for now. This of course, only meant that the pheromones weren't as hard to ignore for the time being, at least not until another spell came over her. He buttoned his shirt up, and reached for his pants, "You wore this a lot better than i did when you were in the bedroom." He chuckled, "So much better." He laughed and began pulling his pants on. before he flicked his wrist towards him, and the bag flew at him. " Your shirt, and your bag, lil' one."