Dragon-tailed Lust

"How dare he, lean against the door frame, his muscles rippling beneath a too-tight black v-neck? How could he think he was allowed to smirk down at her, his hair thoroughly disheveled looking as if many fingers hand run their pleasurable course through it, his blue eyes dark and smoldering, the hint of lust rimming the edges?" [rated T for first chapter but WILL change to 'M']