"You're a vampire, after all," Arad sighed, staring at Eris's smile.
"Not just that, I'm a half-purple dragon and a half-elf. I have blue and red dragon's blood in addition to elves." She stroked Arad's flesh with her hand, "Do you know what that means?"
Arad thought about it for a second, "You have a weird love for blood and feet," He sighed.
Eris giggled, "I'm more of a hand girl, but I wouldn't mind a bit of that. Blood, hands, violence, and patience." She explained.
Red dragons value power and violence over everything else. A red mate would like it rough and as violent as possible, as anything besides that, and she would feel insulted. A red dragon is strong enough to take it.
Blue dragons value patience and time. A blue mate would hold herself for hours, prolonging the session beyond belief. And to them, the one who ends first is the weakest.
