He shifts human and grins at her.

She kisses him.

Mmm.

"Gotta say, when I said 'we're alone and my clothes are disposable' I was not especially expecting you to assume the least destructive form."

"Destructive enough." Kiss.

Kiss. Momentary interruption of kiss to throw non-disposable objects into the car. More kiss.

Her clothes come apart in his hands like tissue paper.

Ooh. Approving noises.

Her feelings on being pinned to the ground haven't changed, right?

Not a bit.

Good!

Eee.

Wonderful.

Is he going to kiss her, during? Pinned down like this her ability to kiss him first is highly limited.

She's very kissable!

Excellent.

Yes.

Eventually they finish and after some snuggling she gets up and pulls on some not-destroyed-at-all clothes from the car.

And he re-dragons, and looks consideringly at the car.

"I could probably carry that," he says.

"Could you carry it without leaving obvious claw marks?"

He laughs. "Yes."

"Cool. Which direction are we going, anyway?"

Shrug. "East."

"Cool." She makes sure the doors are securely closed and nothing's going to fall out and climbs on his shoulders.

He picks up the car. The car seems perfectly unharmed by this change in its circumstances. Off they go.