"Hemipenes it is then." A moment of concentration, and that's what's under his clothes. He hesitates, then. He could just miracle off his clothes--both their clothes--but it might be more fun to do it the ordinary way. Right? That's what humans do, anyway, and they seem to have fun about it. Not that Rhea'li is human.

Right. He was doing things, not thinking about them. Slightly nervously, he shrugs off his jacket and leans in to kiss Rhea'li again. With fangs in his own mouth, because it seems like fun. Nonvenomous ones.